𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 {semi-mature}

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"Hyuck?" Renjun called playfully, legs making a sliding noise as he crawled over the clean floors. "Jeez, it's so weird not being able to tell where I am."

"Daddy?" Donghyuck responded with a giggle following it. The older tilted his head, shuffling towards the sound of the brunette's chirpy voice and once again signalling where he was.

"Here? Whereabouts?"

"Here here," he cackled.

"Like, to the left? Hang on, what's left again?" As Renjun suddenly started winding up his directions and flailing a little, Donghyuck crash landed against his side, knocking both boys over in a giggly mess. They both lay there helplessly for a minute, feeding each other's laughter and exhausting their lungs.

"Ah, I-I won that..." the younger wheezed, placing his hand over his tummy and inhaling oxygen.

The blonde scoffed, rolling over onto his stomach and pushing his blindfold up to his forehead to see. "Uh, liar? You landed on me. You didn't find me." The brunette shifted into the same position and pulled his dark fabric up as well.

"No! I won!"

"It's a draw."

"No!" Hyuck demanded. Though in complete fairness to the smaller, Mark always just let Donghyuck win. This rivalry was all too exciting and the playful little couldn't get enough of it. "Again."

"Huh? We've done this four times though," Renjun whined, resting his chin on his forearms. "My knees feel arthritic at this point."

"Old man."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm an old man. Still giving up though."

"No, no, no! Again! I wanna' play again!"

"Hyuck-"

"Play with me or I'm calling Daddy."

Renjun flinched, teeth grating together at the sheer injustice of that threat. It wasn't as though Mark Lee scared him, yet he hadn't exactly shown what he was capable of either. Did Jaemin and the others only put up with this bratty behaviour because they didn't want to get on the oldest's bad side? Or was the Chinese adult reading too far into this?

"Alright. Call Daddy. What's he gonna do, huh?"

"Punish you," the boy smirked, sliding up to sit on his calves. "Punishments are scary."

By punishment, is he referring to childish slaps and scolding? Or....do all those movies do 'caregiver-little' relationships justice with the whole 'sexual punishment' thing? The blonde wondered, suddenly getting extremely worried. "Hyuck, what kind of-"

"Let's go!" The younger squealed, getting up altogether and sprinting off to God knew where. Renjun gulped fearfully as he did likewise, unable to exit this situation somehow and immediately considering going up to Chenle and Jaemin and begging for them to help entertain the heartbroken adult. He just wanted Mark, right? Why not call him?

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