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"Take it back bitch".
Minho sneers mushing the younger's head toward the opposite direction.
"Don't you fucking put your hands on me".
Hyunjin retaliates by smacking him across the face hard resulting in his cheek blooming pink. All mouths hung low at the sound of the emphatic smack against their hyung's skin. Chan himself couldn't help to be abashed by the impact.
Minho held his cheek sluggishly turning his head the other way to face his imbecile of a brother. He let the silence continue to swallow him for a few more moments until his eyebrows knitted harshly against one another,
"You're dead meat!".
He squealed with his arms now flailing around consistently punching his younger brother in any place he could get to. The controlled quarreled was short-lived until the two found themselves now on the floor hurling their fists like there was no tomorrow. The tables were soon scattered among the area moving whenever the boys decided to roll around.
Chan smiles shyly at the nearby customers who glared at him in absolute dismay. He tried his best to pull the two apart, separating yet again another dispute. Even when Chan detached the two they were still embarrassing him, cursing and crying at one another as if they had no home training.
¨You are fucking annoying! I hate you!¨.
Hyunjin screams with tears streaming down his reddened hot cheeks. He didn't mean it at all, but when he said it it made him feel better. He wanted to say the worst thing possible to rid Minho of his entirely large ego that beat him up harshly.
¨Shut the hell up!¨.
Minho quipped while in his father's other hand. Chan whips his eyes to the frustrated duo with nothing but disappointment in their behavior.
¨Hey! We do not use that language and we definitely do not fight each other in the middle of a public area. Do you have any idea of how much people you bothered just now?¨.
Jisung, astounded to say the very least and tried to cover things up as best as he could. He stood up in his seat satisfied with the inches he was able to gain from just that action alone. He was set to announce a misunderstanding until he eyed a particular individual who kept her eyes on chan in the most disgusting way.
The boy twisted up his nose squinting his own eyes at the woman pointing directly at her,
"Hey! Stop looking at my daddy like that you whore!".
And on that bleak note, Chan decided it was best to collect his team of seven and head home before someone called the police. With Jeongin still laying on his chest, he urged to others to finish their ice cream before they all headed to the care. Chan apologized profusely unable to leave the parlor having caused such a disturbance like that.
Needless to say, when they were all settled in the truck Chan was not impressed.
"In the ice cream parlor guys? I mean come on seriously?".
Chan reproached adjusting his rearview mirror so that he could get a good look at them all. He hated to see their wistful faces in times such as this, which is the main reason why his babies didn't get in too much trouble for anything.
He was too in love with them to break their hearts in any type of way.
"You guys know how to behave in public places. I need you to start behaving or I'm afraid we just can't go anywhere".
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