daddy cheol ➖ coupzi

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"I really feel like a 3 year old because of what you are doing right now, Cheol hyung."

"Grabe naman 'yung 3 years old."

"Sige, 5 years old."

"Much better, anak."

"You're freaking just 1 year older than me. Please be informed."

"Mhhh~ Can't hear my son . . . too busy. . . "

"Not your son."

Jihoon said blankly while looking at his older hyung enthusiastically picking out his clothes for his first day of being a college student. Mya pahum-hum pa nung mga kantang cinompose ni Jihoon. 

With crossed legs and not so enthused expression, he followed every movement of Seungcheol. He listened to every word and phrase that he said. He wants to cut off his excitement by sending him off his room but he cannot help it. His hyung's eyes are sparkling and he's smiling so genuinely. He's not that evil to steal someone else's happiness.

"Masyadong show-off." Seungcheol said as he threw away Jihoon's sleeveless top somewhere inside the enormous closet. Jihoon was just about to protest because that's an expensive top pero pinigilan na niya sarili niya because he knows wala rin.

"This looks nice kaso baka magkasipon ka sa sobrang nipis!"

"Jihoon, ang cute mo dito! Ito kaya?"

"Pastel! Omo, Jihoon you should totally wear this one. Para matchy matchy tayo tomorrow!"

"Jihoon, try this one! Hubad ka--"

"Ah, hyung!"

Cheol stopped whatever he was doing and looked back at Jihoon who's now folding his arms and the blank expression was replaced with irritation. Cheol blinked his eyes then he pouted his lips afterwards now showing his famous puppy eyes to Jihoon as if he's pleading for something. Jihoon pointed his wristwatch to Cheol, saying it's already late and what do we know about non-verbal communication? He's saying that Cheol needs to go home now that it's already late.

"Please Jihoon? Can I at least do this to my son?" Seungcheol mumbled while still acting cute to the younger one. His voice's deep yet he manages to mimic a baby whenever it's for Jihoon. A not-so-cute baby.

"I. AM. NOT. YOUR. SON." Jihoon emphasized every word, widening his eyes as he deepened his voice too. He's almost shouting in fact.

Cheol flinched with Jihoon's sudden outburst. Jihoon's usually calm and when he's angry, he just gives out glares and mumbled cusses so no one can blame Cheol for quivering because of Jihoon. He lowered his hand and blinks his eyes, once again, simultaneously, like a flustered kid that's about to cry.

"Ano lang kasi, nagalis ka na kasi sa apartment natin kaya 'di na kita nabibisita palagi. . . tapos ang layo na ng bahay mo. . .tapos namiss lang kita. Kaya gusto ko ako mamimili ng damit mo para sa first day of school mo para kahit papaano –"

Jihoon immediately cut him off by heaving out a defeated sigh. "Hyung, kakikita lang natin kahapon." But hindi nagpatalo si Cheol. He even used exagerrated hand gestures and facial reactions while whining to the younger.

"Kahit na! Hindi ako sanay na hindi kita nakikita tuwing magtotoothbrush ako, tuwing liligo ako, tuwing patulog at tuwing gigising ako. Hindi na kita matutulungan sa pagpili ng damit everyday or hindi na kita mareremind na uminom ng tubog bago magtulog. Syempre naiisip ko pa lang 'yun, nahohomesick na ako."

"Hyung, ako ang lumipat ng bahay. Bakit naman ikaw ang mahohomesick eh apartment mo 'yun?"

"Kasi nga wala ka na. Kaya nahohomesick ako. Parang di na yun yung bahay ko kapag wala ka." Cheol said softly while slowly lowering his head.

It gave Jihoon goosebumps that reached his spine. Ayan nanaman 'yung very unfamiliar but not strange feeling sa middle part ng body niya na binibigay ni Cheol sa kanya. Cheol always does that to Jihoon. Kahit hindi siya nagsasalita o kahit wala siya sa mismong harapan ni Jihoon. Cheol just does that to Jihoon and kahit nakakatakot, Jihoon's fond of that feeling. He likes it. More than Cheol's over-protectiveness, Cheol's lullabies at night and his caresses whenever he's sad. He thinks it's the best thing that Cheol has ever given to him.  Pero agad rin itong nawala nung may hinabol si Choi Seungcheol.

"Parang nawalan ako ng anak e. Syempre, natural lang 'yun sa isang ama diba?"

. . .

"ARAY JIHOON ANO-"

"HYUNG ALIS!!!!!"

"LUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH JIHOON! PAPASUKIN MO AKO SA KWARTO MO!!! HINDI KO PA NAAYOS GAMIT MO PANGBUKAS!!"

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Plot idea:  -ddeokboki (thank you for introducing seventeen and jicheol to me I owe you my fangirl life ;) [not really winking but hey it is cute]

I don't have serious plans for this really. First epistolary so be kind to me oho [shows goofy smile]

Epistolary because lazy as fuck and as you can see, writing skills suck. Kung may mga mali, please do inform me senpai and I'll diligently take my time to correct it. [mimics a peasant bowing to a king]

I don't really tolerate offending comments and plagiarism so please :) [loads shotgun and smiles wickedly]