Kaci hurriedly approaches the lane and very carefully pushes her ball down the lane. Maci stands off in the distance, shaking her head in disapproval. Minho and Thomas just stare on in... what you could only call awe and confusion.

"How does she keep getting strikes?!" Minho asks. "That one definitely should have been a gutter ball."

Thomas only giggled. "Patience. You practically throw your ball down the bowling lane."

Minho only grumbled. "Not fair. A freaking six year old is a better bowler than me."

"Daddy! Daddy! Did you see my strike?" she shouts while enthusiastically jumping up and down.

Thomas elbowed Minho.

"Sure did Princess!" he said, less than interested.

Thomas rolled his eyes.

It was now Maci's turn to bowl, and she was more patient than her sister. Since Maci is older, she can hold the bowling bowl properly as she swings the ball back behind her, before throwing it forward down the lane. Having been to a few birthday parties, she's been getting a lot better at it.

"Is everyone in this family a better bowler than me?" Minho asked incredulously, causing Thomas to laugh. "I'm glad my pain is funny to you."

"Oh suck it up!" Thomas continued to laugh. "Maybe learn a thing or two from us." he said as it was now his turn to bowl. Maci and Thomas were both bowling spares while Minho was managing to roll gutter balls. By his next turn, Thomas seemed to have had enough.

"Oh my god, Minho, come here." Thomas instructed.

"I got this!" Minho insisted, making his two girls laugh.

"He's so gonna get a gutter." Maci snickered.

Kaci couldn't help but to giggle at her big sister. "Maybe he'll roll it backwards again!"

"Here." Thomas said, walking up to Minho. "Hold the ball like this." he instructed, showing him the proper way to hold it. "Now stay like this." he said, moving to stand behind Minho, before wrapping his arms around him. "When you walk forward, just swing the ball back, and then forward, like this." Thomas said, showing Minho what to do. Although he must have thought nothing of it, Minho's heart rate had risen considerably. It still amazed him the kind of effect Thomas had over him after all these years.

"...that way the ball doesn't curve into the gutter. Got it?" Thomas asked.

Minho had definitely spaced out, but from what he had heard, he was sure he could probably do something correctly. He was disappointed when he felt Thomas leave his side, but nonetheless, he did was he had been instructed to do, and actually managed to roll a spare. Wasn't a strike, but it was something.

"See?" Thomas said with a proud smile. "Not hard." he said, kissing his husband's cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, still wasn't a strike though." Minho grumbled, but he was smiling, which meant he was happy for the help. "How are you so good at this anyways?"

Thomas shrugged. "Was on the high school bowling team. I tried to get you to join but you wanted to do swim."

"Oh yeah." Minho smiled at the memory. "Guess it paid off, huh."

"I got a strike!" Maci squealed.

"Seriously?!" Minho threw his arms up in defeat. "I'm going home!"

Thomas and Maci shared a look before bursting into a round of laughter. So much for teaching him technique. "That's your father for ya." he said.

"But you loooove him." Maci teased, making kissy faces.

Kaci giggled. "Of course he does silly! That's why they're married."

Minho rolled his eyes. "I actually hate him." he muttered under his breath.

Thomas snickered. "I'd say something inappropriate but I'm not as immature as you are." he said with a slight smirk.

Minho only shook his head. "Slinthead."

A/n: I love Thominho!