“Hyung, they aren’t children! We have food at home…I think. And they’re probably going to eat out anyway.” His face scrunches when the latter hits his head and in return, shoves his shoulder with defensiveness prominent now in his tone, his lips almost pouting the entire time he speaks. “I’m the one with a license, at least it’d be legal for me to drive it! Besides, how else would we get there?”
“Of course they aren’t children, but sometimes you guys need me for things like that right or no, don’t say no.” He mimics the younger’s pout as he brushes off the shove and drapes his arm over his younger’s shoulders, “Hey! I drive too and I think I’m a little- maybe a lot better at it than you,” with little effort, his features soften and he smiles, “We could just take the train, its not like its far. Plus walking together would give us a longer bonding time, come on.”
