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"Here lies, Cristo-per chan".
Felix reiterates, pushing his plastic circular frames up the bridge of his freckled nose.
"No watch out! I'm in charge of the ceremony",
Jisung argues,
"Hey hey! We can all be in charge it's our daddy anyways".
Minho assures to the bunch who were crowded around their father's bed watching him sleep intently. It happened to be their first day of elementary school and they'd never seen their father so late for something in his life. Yet Chan snored away enjoying the extra sleep he wasn't supposed to be getting.
"How long do you think he'll be dead for?".
Hyunjin whispers to the others and Changbin immediately takes the initiative to push his brother for giving him the thought he didn't ever want to have,
"Hey! Daddy's not dead don't say that".
"Make me idiot".
Hyunjin fires back resulting in Jisung scrunching up his nose pointing his finger at the older.
"Don't call binnie an idiot you're an idiot"
"I think we are all idiots".
Seungmin comments, earning himself the weirdest of stares.
"Guys shut up. We have to figure out what we're going to do with daddy".
Minho informs glancing over his father's heaving chest.
"How about we just wake him?".
Seungmin suggests,
"Don't you think he'd be awake already? You have to think sometimes hyung".
Felix replies tapping his forehead while Seungmin stared at him dumbfoundedly.
"The body has to be hidden somewhere".
Hyunjin mentions again acquiring another shove from Changbin, who didn't quite know his strength and shoved him into Chan's dresser, a bottle thumping to the ground consequently. The hit was Loud enough to flutter open Chan's eyes making him sit straight up, glancing at each of the little faces oddly.
He checks his time before hopping up ferociously seeing that he was more than late for the kids' first day of elementary school.
"Guys! Go get dressed! Why didn't you wake me?".
He questions frantically rushing the kids to their rooms in his boxer briefs. After getting their hygiene routine out of the way and fighting over toothbrushes, Each of the six hastily shimmied into their first day of school uniforms and collected their backpacks.
Chan dashes to his room to throw on a quick tee shirt and some jeans with sneakers. He cursed at himself countless times for forgetting such a big day. Great, now he'd have to be the one parent embarrassingly late to take pictures of his sons at school.
But he'll do it anyways.
Because he was Christopher Chan.
Nevertheless, he snatches his keys and jacket,
"All aboard!!".
He screeched to the top of his lungs, a call he often did to let the kids know when they should be entering the car.
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Фанфик"You could've burnt down the house jisung". Chan spoke with sleep still grazing his tone, and of course his beloved youngest son was clinging to his chest. All eight of them stood in a beeline horizontally in the front lawn of their house, watching...
