I am in the process of rewriting most—if not all—my stories.

I cringe at the thought of what I wrote in the past. OTL

But this plot line has been bugging me for a while so.

Here it is.

Disclaimer: Nothing but a few OCs, my computer, and this plotline.

Five year old Yong Soo was displeased.

He watched his family members sitting quietly in the living room, watching some stupid news program on TV.

Yong Soo did not like quiet.

He toddled over to the sofa and pulled himself up onto the arm. He sat on top of it, observing his family. They were still staring at the screen. He pouted.

"In order to capture this criminal, we require your help. He is six foot one, Caucasian, brunette…"

Yong Soo poked Mei Mei. Mei Mei ignored him. Yong Soo pouted even more.

"… he was last seen around this neighborhood. Footage of him entering a convenience store was found yesterday—"

"Hey isn't that convenience store right around the block?"

"Oh my God I went there yesterday with Eliza! You don't think—Yong Soo stop poking me!"

DING DONG!

Yong Soo stuck out his tongue at his irritated older sister and hopped off the couch as Yao got up to answer the door. Poking his head out between the Chinese's legs, Yong Soo looked up noticed who it was, and ran back to the living room shouting:

"KIKU-HYUNG, IT'S YOUR BOYFRIEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNDDDD!"

"SHUT UP, YONG SOO!"

Kiku sighed and glared at Yong Soo, who had a 'who, me?' look on his face from between the bars of the stairs. "Sorry about my little brother—"

Heracles laughed. "It's fine, he's not a bother at all… so, are you ready to go?"

"Yes, let me just get my keys." Kiku walked up the stairs and glanced at his little brother who stuck his tongue out at him and said, "Ooh, Kiku-hyung's going on a da-aaate!"

Kiku rolled his eyes.

"OMIGOD! Kiku, are you?" said Mei Mei, her head appearing out of her door, phone in hand. Kiku blanched when he heard the all-too-familiar voice, "KIKU'S GOING OUT ON A DATE? OMIGOD WITH WHO? WITH WHO YOU WHORE TELL ME!"

"NO, I'm not!" Kiku said, hurriedly grabbing his keys and running out of the house. Heracles said a quick goodbye and then trailed after Kiku.

A moment of silence.

Then:

"Kiku-hyung's going out on a da-aaaate~"

"Shut up, Yong Soo."

Right before dinnertime, Kiku returned, a huge grin on his face.

Yes, that's right, a grin on Kiku's face.

Xiang raised an eyebrow. "What's up with you?"

"Oh, nothing," said Kiku, and he practically floated up the stairs.

On the way, he bumped into Yong Soo who said promptly:

"Did you get laid?"

Kiku froze, and turned to face his five-year-old brother. "What?"

"Did you get laid?" asked Yong Soo innocently, looking like he'd just asked Kiku what the time was.

"Did I—what? Where did you learn that?" demanded Kiku, face beginning to turn red.

"Mei-noona." Yong Soo said simply, sticking his thumb in his mouth.

"Do you even know what it means?" spluttered the usually composed and now completely beet-red Kiku.

"It means: did you and Heracles have se—"

"—NO! NO, WE DIDN'T!" shouted Kiku, and ran into his room, slamming the door.

Yong Soo blinked. "Did you at least give him a blow—"

"SHUT UP, YONG SOO!"

A/N: …

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