"Young Dae, now isn't the time," Young Do pleaded as he tried to finish putting the diaper on his recently turned one year old son.
Young Dae was definitely his father's son from his charismatic expressions to his mischievous moments. One of his favorites being flailing his long legs whenever his father changed him.
Young Do had been left alone with his son since early morning because Eun Sang had an important script reading to attend for her upcoming drama. Young Do on the other hand was free that day and Eung Sang specifically told him not to call her mother for help. Something about bonding with his son who only knows, "Eomma."
"Ya, Choi Young Dae!" Young Do yelled frustrated with his son's playfulness.
Young Dae froze in place at the sudden yell and could only stare at his father with his big brown eyes. Young Do had his arms crossed over his chest and also stared at Young Dae.
"I'm trying to help you or do you prefer sitting in your own excrement?" he asked his son seriously.
Young Dae gently lowered his legs in response. Young Do smirked and quickly finished putting on the diaper while Young Dae was being compliant.
Young Do finished, stood up and walked over to their large kitchen where he threw the soiled diaper into the disposal. He rewarded himself with a glass of water before returning to the living room which Young Dae had turned into a giant playroom since his birth. There were so many toys that Young Do always joked that he lived in a toy store where Eun Sang and him were the employees and Young Dae was the unsatisfied customer. Most of the toys were gifts from various business partners or from Young Dae's large loving family members though he only played with a select few.
Young Do observed from the couch as his young son played with various toys from his cars to baby instruments. Eun Sang lectured him to interact with Young Dae as he played, but he didn't bother since he seemed to enjoy his solitude.
Though Young Dae eventually stopped playing and looked up at his father who was on his phone replying to emails. Young Dae bored, crawled over to Young Do and grabbed hold of his leg, propping himself up.
Young Do drew his attention from his phone screen, "What?"
Young Dae raised his arms in the air. Young Do, complying, picked him up and gently placed him on his lap.
"Do you want to reply to emails with appa?" Young Do asked raising his phone to their faces, "Appa has to do tedious things like this so you can have a nice home, tasty food, and a great business to run."
Young Dae let out a quick yelp.
"Only if you want to." Young Do patted his son's soft dark hair reassuringly. At that moment the doorbell rang and Young Dae tried escaping from his father's lap believing it was Eun Sang at the door, but instead Young Do stood up carrying his son.
"Eomma," Young Dae said repeatedly.
Young Do strolled over to the door and opened it holding a restless Young Dae in his arms.
"Surprise!" Yelled an excited Myung Soo. Both Young Do and Young Dae made an annoyed expression, "Whoa, Young Dae is definitely your son. He's making the exact expression you're making right now."
Young Do shut the door after letting Myung Soo in, "I thought you had a photo shoot today?"
Myung Soo took off his shoes before dropping all his stuff on the floor, "I do, but its not till later tonight so I decided to visit my Young Dae-ah."
Myung Soo pinched Young Dae's cheeks and cooed at him, but he had no reaction.
"Don't do that," Young Do swatted his hands away, "Young Dae hates that the most."
"Of course he does when he has a cold hearted father like you," Myung Soo teased.
"I'll raise my son however way I desire and when you have your own, you can raise them however you like," Young Do protested.
Myung Soo ignoring the obvious marriage and kids topic turned his attention to the refrigerator. He began searching until he found the beer which was well hidden in the back. Young Do set down Young Dae on the floor then walked over to Myung Soo, snatching the beer from his hands.
"Its one in the afternoon," he stated.
"Exactly which is why I need it," Myung Soo snatched it back, "Do you know how difficult it is to wake up before noon?"
The comment stifled a sarcastic laugh, "I have an infant."
Giving up, Myung Soo alerted Young Do of the same infant who was shoving one of his small cars into his mouth.
"Young Dae, don't put that in your mouth. Are you hungry?" Young Do asked him from across the room.
Young Dae instantaneously spat out the car and began to whine. Young Do chuckled at his sudden mood swing and got up heading toward the kitchen. He took out various fruits like apples and watermelon. Since they were already cut up he mixed them into a small bowl.
"Myung Soo can you put him in his high chair," Young Do asked.
Myung Soo abided and picked up the hungry baby who had switched to shoving his fingers in his mouth. He placed him in the high chair and sat in the chair next to him. And so commenced Myung Soo's various weird faces and sounds as to distract Young Dae from his hunger. Young Dae watched the wild Myung Soo with a serious expression.
Young Do placed a small bowl of assorted fruits in front of Young Dae, "Eat up."
Young Dae, without looking, reached for the fruit without breaking his attention from Myung Soo. He calmly ate his food at the misfortune of Myung Soo who had to keep up the show until Young Dae was finished.
Afterwards, Myung Soo had to leave to prepare for his photo shoot which left Young Do and Young Dae alone again.
Young Dae who was full, was sporting an inflated stomach as he watched television next to his dad. After a couple minutes, both Young Do and Young Dae were becoming quite drowsy.
Young Do decided to turn off the television and caught a peek of Young Dae drifting to sleep. He marveled at the peaceful sight and a smile spread from one corner to the other unconsciously.
He lifted up Young Dae who rested his head on Young Do's shoulder and carried him to their bedroom. Young Do was going to lay him down at first, but he also yearned for the comfort of the bed so he did the next best thing.
Later that afternoon, Eun Sang arrived home expecting Young Dae to be crying out for her, but it was oddly silent. She searched the house before ending in her bedroom where she found Young Do asleep on his back with Young Dae sound asleep on his chest.
Like father like son.
