It probably wasn’t a good thing to admit, but having this kind of control over his little brother like this gave Dowoon a thrill. Maybe because it was because for so long it was the only form of power he had over Daehwi. And he had no doubt that he’d quite possibly soon lose this advantage at some stage in the near future, so it was only prudent to take advantage of it while he still could, right?
Beside, Jiyoo thought it was funny, which gave Dowoon all the more reason to pick on their brother.
Even with Daehwi’s wriggling and attempts to smack him, Dowoon was able to mount a highly concentrated attack on his brother, a grin on his face at his brother’s helpless (and probably infuriated) laughter. It was only when Daehwi started to cough and whimper, along with a seriously scary death glare from their mother, did Dowoon finally relent and scoot off his brother and back onto the floor, an evil grin still on his face and raising an eyebrow at the younger’s words.
“Takes a devil to know a devil.” he promptly shot back, speaking from experience, after all. He still remembered the wrapping paper prank and it still brought a twitch to his eyebrow whenever he thought about it. Dowoon let out a bark of laughter as Daehwi decided to use their sister as a human shield. Really, did he think Dowoon wouldn’t be able to simply scoop her up and then continue where he left off? The naivety! Luckily for Daehwi, Dowoon was cowed enough by their mother’s continued stares to instead focus on packing up the WiiU before another battle could break out.
After packing away the console, Dowoon retreated to the kitchen for a few moments, returning with a slight pout on his face. The peace offering he’d been looking for was no longer in the freezer and he had a sneaking feeling as to who had stolen it, and for once it wasn’t his brother who was prime suspect. Instead he holds up his keys and motions towards the front door.
“I’m gonna go to 7-11, there’s no ice cream and I want some.” He asks, blunt as ever, but with a smile on his face. “You wanna come with? I’ll get you whatever you want, as a peace offering.”
Pouting fully at his brother’s retort, Daehwi simply stuck his nose in the air and ‘hmph’-ed in response. It wouldn’t do to argue with him anyways. Dowoon was wired to always be able to turn his words around and throw it back at him. Briefly, Daehwi considered if it was an older brother thing and that he too would soon gain this power. But even then, who would he be able to use it on? Certainly no-one in Nova. Even if he tried it, instead of being considering endearing cute for it, he’d simply be scolded for being cheeky.
Daehwi pouted even more. Life was so unfair!
Letting out a dramatic sigh that was loud enough to be heard in the kitchen, Daehwi leaned against the sofa and took Jiyoo’s hands in his own, waving them around gently.
“Dowoonie hyung is a devil. I don’t care what he says.” he commented firmly to his little sister, only to get a raspberry blown at him in return. What?! Had Dowoon managed to corrupt Jiyoo too?! Was there no end to his brother’s tyranny? “Jiyoo-yah!” he whined, gently bopped her nose again. “You don’t understand! But you will when you’re older, I’m telling you!” he warned her in mock seriousness.
Not that he truly believed his brother was a devil. Someone who got excited over animated idols, new drumsticks and the opportunity to sleep late was not the type of person to be a devil, such was the simple logic of Lee Daehwi. Though what exactly he’d categorize Dowoon as, he wasn’t sure.
The sudden reappearance of Dowoon in the living room, along with his proposal made Daehwi scrunch up in nose a little. Ice-cream? Really. When they were both supposed to be watching what they ate, especially Daehwi? He had to keep his weight strictly in check after all! How else could he succeed at becoming a model? And did his brother honestly think his forgiveness was that easily bought?
But the idea was tempting.... Surely a small ice-cream wouldn’t hurt, right? He could just work it off during dance class and like the like tomorrow. Besides, Dowoon had said anything. He could use that to his advantage.
“Alright, hyung. But don’t you go back on that promise! ” Getting to his feet, Daehwi carefully deposited their sister by her toys and walked over to the shoe rack, rummaging around for his shoes. “Because if you do, I’ll sell your hat collection for real this time!”
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