The Addams Family [Markson]

5. Holding Back🕸

"Do you want to kill me?" Tiny voice asked, distracting Jinyoing from his thoughts. Blankly staring at laptop screen and then averting his eyes to the boy that wore oversized white flannel tucked into the blash shorts. Sucking on lollypop he curiously stared at the male.

"What?" Jinyoung questioned, bluntly. His eyes narrowed when he swung his legs over the edge of old sofa thay creaked,  and stared at the little boy.

"Do you want to kill me?" repeated, with annoyed hum, licking on his lollypop. The sound of licking irritating his ears, actually any sounds of smacking, chewing, licking irritated him the most. He scrunched his face in disgust, but said nothing.

"No, why would I want that?" The male asked,a bit confused and irritated how smaller pretends to be smart. Not that he wasn't, he knew how to make bombs.

"Cause right now I am irritating you on purpose." Kyum pursued his lips in to kissy face and smiled with his lips pressed in tight line, "And you want to punch me."

"No. I don't." The male widened his eyes in slight suprise, but he was sure he wanted to punch him. But to be honest, he was not taught to cause fight or be violent. His principals stood in his way.

"Are you sure?" Kyum questioned again, licking more loudly, and made smacking sounds with his lips and saliva awaiting for reaction. Jinyoung held his breath, clenching a fist.

"I only want to kill your attitude, honestly." He breathed out, unclentching his fist and relaxing his shoulders, feeling a bit lighter than before.

"Was it so hard to say, hmm?" Kyum asked stopping to lick the lollypop and putting it on the top of dusty table next to sofa, "I hate candies, they taste so normal."

"Then why did you eat them?"

"To irritate you. You hold back too much." He stated, crossing his arms on his back and swayed in the place childishly. Jinyoung was quiet for a little observing the boy and wondering was he really holding back that much? Is it too bad?

"Kyum!" The cheery voice rang out through the hallway before the figure of the male appeared on the door, his eyes searching for the boy. Youngjae noticed him as he rushed to the boy and lifted him from the ground excited.

"Uncle Youngjae, what is it?" The boy was slightly amused as well staring at his uncle and Jinyoung... well he was clueless as his mind couldn't even asume what it was about.

"I made booby trap bomb, containing 500kg of dynamites." Youngjae said excitedly, the latter male widening his eyes and narrowing it deeply in shock as he kept quiet and observed the two.

"That's 50kg more than booby trap bomb at Harvey's Hotel Bombing!" Kyum cheered, hugging his uncle around the neck and jumoing from his embrace.

"Yeah! And guess what?" Youngjae chanted happily, which was seriously creepy for Jinyoung as he took his laptop.

"What?"

"It's pressure cooker. Wanna try finding it? I buried it in front yard." Youngjae asked, the black-haired male frowning deeply and snapping his head to the other two.

"It's 10pm." He stated, deadpaned, hoping they would understand it was pitch black outside and that there is no way of finding bomb without blowing them all up with a slight pressure against the bomb.

"So?" Youngjae asked.

"Yeah so?" Kyum joined with small smirk.

"Good luck I guess." He replied unsurely, tossing his legs on the sofa once again and focusing on his report, fixing the mistakes. The patter of the footsteps faded as the two exited running. His eyes going over already existing sentences and paragraphs, seeing the word mystery mentioned too mamy times. He sighed deeply, getting his hand through his hair.