When The First Snow Comes ❄️

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Mi Young's POV.

7 years later

"Joon Woo!!!" I called out as soon as I saw chocolates and candies scattered on the kitchen island. I placed my hands on my waist and acted angry as I waited for him.

"Joon Woo! mommy is angry! you are so done my son!" Chanyeol went out of the bathroom drying his hair as he tease our son. I heard a stomping foot going downstairs. He must be running.

"mommy!!!" he shouted as soon as he reached the kitchen. I narrowed my eyes on him and pointed the candy wrappers. He extended his hands and wave it on me, seems like saying he'll explain. He pointed his dad.

"ah wae?" Chanyeol laughed.

"Daddy gave me the candies!! He told me I can have some since I didn't ate yesterday" he pouted. I glared at Chanyeol. He chuckled and pulled me closer hugging me from behind.

"I gave him some---"

"some? You opened a whole pack. Is that some?" I said cutting him off. He nuzzled his nose on my nape affectionately. His little version then came running towards me hugging my waist as well.

"Mommy mianheee... daddy's fault. I won't eat sweets for the next 1 week so that I won't have cavities" He promised pouting as he stare up at me. I suppress a smile. ah jinjja this boys.

"alright, that's a promise" I said as I caressed his head. He looked up at his dad silently murmuring things seems like they're using some kind of telepathy. I can feel Chanyeol moving his head in response, I can also feel his hot breath on my neck. Probably doing the same thing as his son do.

"a-ah just 5 days mommy" he bargained. Look at this. He's really just another Chanyeol. I looked over my shoulder to see Chanyeol suppressing a laugh.

"Araseo!" I said in defeat. The two of them then broke their hugs on me and happily ran towards the living room.

I laughed at how cute they are. Chanyeol sure likes to spoil Joon Woo so I have to be the strict one. I need to stand like a villain to obstruct their happiness, so that my son won't grow up a brat like his mom do.

I followed them at the living room. They're already playing video games, shouting at each other like they're just some kind of friends. "Yah!! Daddy that's a foul!!!" my son shouted. Chanyeol laughed as he continued playing dirty to his own son. I mentally slap my forehead in disbelief. Joon Woo then backfired with a much more dirtier trick, defeating his dad. really...like father like son. Joon Woo is just like his dad. Doesn't accept defeat, competitive af.
Ofcourse they'll quarrel afterwards.

"Yah! Did you just played dirty on your own father!?" Chanyeol yelled.

"You did it first daddy! I don't wanna lose either!" The smaller one countered. I reached out for Chanyeol's ear and flicked it hard.

"aaaaawch!" he shouted. My son burst out laughing which I also did. Chanyeol pouted and pulled me to sit on the sofa between them.

"Let's just watch cartoons" My son said as he reached out for the remote control and started shuffling the channels. Chanyeol being the clingiest husband he is. He clung his strong arms on mine again placing his head on my shoulders. He intertwined his fingers onto mine gently caressing my hands with his thumbs.