Summary: Jeongin and Wooyoung are pretty brats when they wanna be.
Today was a big day. All three Mayfly groups had some final practices to do. MayV, the vocal team had already done their run-through. They had arrived earlier than everyone else. Well, except you, since you had driven Seungmin to practice. The three teams had decided to hold their final off-stage practice together before tomorrow's performances.
The dance team were going through their routine. You nodded along as you kept your eyes mainly on your own members, but you always made sure to watch the others, too. You had gotten to see some of the dance team perform by going to some of their practices. You had learned enough of the dance to be able to help Minho with teaching Felix and Jeongin when they were in the dance practice room alone.
The performance came to an end, and you happily clapped, as did the others.
“Minho is insane. I’ve never seen someone dance like that.” Hongjoong spoke in awe as he looked at you and Chan.
Chan smiled proudly. “Thanks. Yunho is amazing. The way he moves is captivating.” His arm rested around your waist, holding you close to him.
Hongjoong nodded with a proud look on his face.
You grabbed Jeongin’s water bottle. Felix stepped off the stage to grab his own drink as Minho spoke to some of the other members.
You wiggled out of Chan’s arms, ignoring his whines and made your way over to your Maknae and handed him his waterbottle. “Here you go, baby.”
Jeongin smiled at you and took the bottle from you. “Thanks, Mama Bear. I love you.” He kissed your cheek before opening the bottle and drinking some.
You moved over to stand beside Seonghwa. Wooyoung let out a teasing laugh at Jeongin.
Jeongin turned to look at the male and glared. “What? You don’t love your mother? That’s sad. I feel sorry for you.” He asked as he gestured over to Seonghwa.
Everyone let out a collective ‘Ooh.’ in shock and surprise.
Wooyoung’s jaw dropped. Ooo, two could play that game. “I’ll have you know, I love Seonghwa, I just don’t expect him to do everything for me.” He crossed his arms over his chest, and he had a playful glint in his eyes.
Jeongin smirked at him. “Yeah? I don’t expect anything from Honey either, and yet she always seems to know exactly what I need. She’s so in tune with us all. She did bring me my water after all.”
Wooyoung clicked his tongue. “Seonghwa just finished dancing.” He expressed that it was an important bit of information.
Jeongin giggled. “What I’m hearing are excuses. My Mama Bear loves, adores and cherishes me. Your Mother Bunny …what? Tolerates you?” He asked as he stepped closer to Wooyoung.
Wooyoung let out a dramatic gasp. “Lies! Those are lies! How dare you? I am the FAVOURITE. Bet you can’t say the same, can you?”
San frowned as he watched the two. “I wouldn’t say you’re the fav-”
Wooyoung held a hand up to the male. “Don’t agree with him.” He spoke, feeling scandalised.
“This is why Honey will never adopt you. She doesn’t have a favourite. She loves all her members equally.” Jeongin’s next words flooded you with a soft, warm feeling in your heart and brought tears to your eyes. “She IS the best mother to ever mother.” Jeongin spoke with way too much pride, which allowed Wooyoung to take a shot at him.
Wooyoung grinned at Jeongin. “Really, because from where I’m standing, her favourite seems to be whoever's name begins with Fe and ends in Lix. Or starts with Yong and ends in Bok.” He leaned closer to Jeongin, and a look of mischief filled his eyes.
Jeongin let out a loud gasp that came straight from his chest as he recoiled away from Wooyoung, who was standing inches apart from him. “You take that back!”
You and Seonghwa looked at one another. “I’m sorry about him.” You both said in unison before laughing together.
“I’m really sorry, Wooyoung can be a bit passionate sometimes.” Seonghwa told you with a look of embarrassment and amusement on his face.
You looked up at the male and shook your head. “It’s okay. Innie sometimes doesn’t know when to back down.”
The two of you shook your heads. “So, are we still on for coffee next weekend?” You asked him hopefully.
Seonghwa nodded immediately. “A part of me wants to move it to this weekend. I have so much to tell you. I had to tell Hongjoong three times already that no, he can’t come with me. And I told Wooyoung at least five.”
You let out a laugh and clicked your fingers as you bounced in place. “Channie and my boys have been so pouty since I told them they couldn’t join us. I think the only ones who are chill about it are Minho, Changbin and Seungmin.”
Seonghwa’s eyes went wide as he held his arm out to you. “See, Jongho has been the only one who hasn’t asked to join us.” He explained as you held onto his arm.
“I’m down to move the coffee date to this weekend instead.” You offered as you squeezed his arm lightly.
The two of you walked off away from the stage and from the others. You both blocked out the sounds of Jeongin and Wooyoung, turning the conversation into a ‘who’s the better son’ contest. You didn’t see Felix taking a picture of you both walking away, or how Chan and Hongjoong watched you both get further away, only for the duo to quickly follow after you and Seonghwa to get away from the noise.
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