20 Years | LTY ~ Siwoo, Nari, Wonsik
genre: fluff
summary: growing up with the lee family
warnings: none
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Siwoo = 5 / Nari = 4 / Wonsik = 1 week
"Nari, Siwoo!" Taeyong called, his voice still soft, so as not to disturb the sleeping baby in the car seat in your arms.
"Daddy!" Nari exclaimed, running into the hallway, Taeyong scooping her up into his arms and spinning her around.
"Oh, baby girl!" Taeyong cooed, "I missed you!"
"Where's baby?" she asked, peering over Taeyong's shoulder.
You laughed, "he's here, Nari, don't worry."
"My little brother!" Nari cooed, wriggling out of Taeyong's arms to see the baby in the driver's seat.
“Our little brother!” Siwoo shouted, running after his little sister, crouching down to see the baby in the car seat.
“Careful, careful!” you chuckled, “you two have all the time in the world to see him, okay? He’s not going anywhere anytime soon.”
Siwoo = 9 / Nari = 8 / Wonsik = 4
“It’s okay, Wonsik-ah,” Taeyong smiled.
Wonsik frowned, turning to you; that was not what he wanted to hear at all.
“Mummy, I’m nervous,” Wonsik pouted.
You chuckled, taking him into your arms and kissing his head, “I know you are, baby boy, but everyone has to go to school some day. Aren’t you excited to play with some new friends? And some of your cousins will be there!”
Wonsik protested, wriggling around in your arms.
“Look, Lee Wonsik, that’s not going to do anything. Why are you so nervous about going to school?” you asked, pulling him away from your chest so you could see your son’s face.
“I miss you and Daddy,” he whispered.
You laughed, pulling him close, “we’ll miss you too, Bubba.”
“Wonsik-ah,” Taeyong cooed, “Mummy even cried last night because of how much we’ll miss you! But school is fun, okay? You’re gonna have so much fun, buddy!”
“Wonsik-ah!” Siwoo called, “I’ll be at school too! And Nari! You can stay with us at break time and lunch.”
“I can?” Wonsik asked, his big eyes shining with the threat of tears, until his big brother spoke to him.
“Of course!” Nari smiled, “come on! We’re already dressed!”
Wonsik giggled, wriggling; now to get out of your arms, and down to the floor, ready to get dressed for his first day of school.
Siwoo = 11 / Nari = 10 / Wonsik = 6
“Wonsik! Throw me the iPad,” Siwoo said, motioning for his little brother to pass it over to him.
But Wonsik’s head hadn’t wrapped itself round all the different ins and outs of language yet, and his brother said what his brother said.
Lifting his arm into the air, he threw the iPad across the room.
“Wonsik! What the heck?!” Siwoo exclaimed, as the flying metal hit his arm and landed on the floor beside him, the screen cracking.
“Wonsik!” Nari shouted, the iPad being a shared possession between the three.
“What happened?” you called from the kitchen, Taeyong stood beside you, rolling his eyes.
“Wonsik threw the iPad!” Siwoo yelled, storming into the kitchen.
“He told me to,” Wonsik said, waddling in after him, a sad look in his eyes.
“Why would he have told you to throw it?” you asked.
“He said ‘throw me the iPad’,” Wonsik repeated.
“Yeah! And that means give it to me! Oh my god,” Siwoo seethed.
“Shh, calm down, Si,” Taeyong said, stroking his eldest son’s hair, “it was just a little misunderstanding, okay? We’re not mad at either of you.”
“Yeah but dad, look at the iPad!” Nari exclaimed.
“Is it cracked?” he asked.
“All over!” Siwoo huffed.
“We can get you a new iPad, guys,” Taeyong said, “can you two just apologise to each other please?”
“I’m sorry for throwing the iPad, Siwoo-hyung,” Wonsik muttered.
Siwoo frowned, “I’m sorry.”
“For...?”
“For... For shouting at you,” Siwoo said.
“Okay, I’ll get you guys a new iPad. Why don’t you play with Legos for now?”
Siwoo = 14 / Nari = 13 / Wonsik = 9
“It is 3 o’clock in the morning!” you yelled, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Taeyong, you’re killing yourself and you’re abandoning us!”
“I’m not abandoning anyone! I’m fucking working all for your guys!” Taeyong yelled back, both of you heated as you shouted back insults and arguments, most of them not even making sense.
“Wonsik-ah?” Nari called gently, pushing her younger brother’s door open, “you okay?”
You never meant for the kids to hear you, but you two were loud.
Wonsik nodded slowly, moving up in his bed, Nari coming to join him.
“You two are babies,” Siwoo said, but still came quickly into his little brother’s room, joining the two on the bed, “I’ll protect you.”
Siwoo = 17 / Nari = 16 / Wonsik = 12
“Hey, Siwoo-hyung?” Wonsik called sheepishly.
“Hmm?”
Siwoo didn’t look up from his textbook, furiously writing out notes.
“I– I just wanted to get your advice on something.”
“I’m a bit busy,” Siwoo sighed, looking up at his younger brother for the first time since he entered the room, “what’s it about?”
“Um... a girl.”
Siwoo smirked, sitting back in his chair, “oh yeah? Then I have plenty of time, what’s your question?”
“W-Well I wanted to confess. And I was going to on White Day but I don’t really know how...” Wonsik trailed off, he was so embarrassed, but he didn’t know who else to turn to, “can you help?”
“Our baby!” Siwoo cooed.
“Oh my god, fuck off,” Wonsik whined, going to leave, when Siwoo rolled his chair over and grabbed his wrist.
“Wait, wait, wait!” the elder laughed, “I’m just joking with you. What’s she like? Did she give you anything on Valentine’s Day?”
“Oh my god, who?” Nari asked, stopping her journey past Siwoo’s door.
“No!” Wonsik whined.
Siwoo cackled, “Wonsik has a crush.”
“Shut up!”
“Wants to confess,” Siwoo giggled.
Nari laughed, catching her little brother as he tried to leave.
“I’m helping,” Nari announced, shoving Wonsik onto the bed and sitting on the floor in front of him, “so, what’s she like?!”
Siwoo = 18 / Nari = 17 / Wonsik = 13
“Can you just fuck off?!”
“But you’re crying,” Wonsik said.
“Wow,” Nari scoffed, “really? I didn’t know.”
“Who’s crying?” Siwoo asked.
“Go away!” Nari yelled, throwing a stuffed toy from her bed at her brothers.
“Woah! That was so unprovoked!” Siwoo exclaimed.
“I just wanted to know why!” Wonsik laughed, “I’m sorry.”
“Why?! Why am I crying?!” Nari yelled, “I don’t know, maybe it’s because Hyunjin fucking cheating on me!”
The brothers were speechless, stood in the hallway as Nari slammed the door in their faces.
“Nari?” Wonsik finally said, after a pause.
“Just go away.”
“I have chocolate. I bought it on the way home from school today,” he continued, “do you wanna share?”
Siwoo smiled at his little brother’s heart, “I have this really good series we should watch as well, Ri!”
“What kind?”
“Plain.”
“Comedy.”
Nari paused, picking the toys up from where they’d landed by the door, “come in.”
Siwoo = 20 / Nari = 19 / Wonsik = 15
“Okay guys, we should leave Siwoo alone now,” Taeyong smiled, watching as you gave your son one last, long hug.
Nari sheepishly approached after you, her brother pulling her into a hug before she could.
“I’ll miss you,” she whispered.
Siwoo chuckled, “no you won’t.”
Nari scoffed, pulling away with a sad smile.
“I’m literally gonna be back at Christmas!” he exclaimed, pulling his little brother into a hug, “next you’re gonna say you’ll miss me.”
Wonsik sniffled, “I will.”
Siwoo smiled, “you finally admit I’m cool, huh?”
“I’ve always said you were cool, actually,” Wonsik said, Siwoo laughing as he pulled away.
Siwoo put his hand on his little brother’s head, “be good, okay?”
Wonsik whined, joining Taeyong outside the door as Siwoo laughed, looking at Nari, “you too.”
“I’m going to college next year, don’t get too cocky.”
“Okay, okay, let’s go,” you chuckled, wiping away your tears, “I’ll see you soon, okay?”
“Bye Mum, bye Dad,” Siwoo smiled, waving, “bye guys!”
Wonsik and Nari laughed, walking backwards and waving until the moment they were out of sight from each other. Maybe they liked each other just a little bit more than they were each willing to admit.
Siwoo = 25 / Nari = 24 / Wonsik = 20
“Happy Birthday our Wonsik! Happy Birthday to you!”
“Don’t forget to make a wish!” you exclaimed, watching your youngest son blow out his candles.
“Does this mean we’re getting cake for breakfast?” Siwoo asked, looking at you and Taeyong.
Taeyong laughed, “buddy, you’re all adults now, we couldn’t tell you what to eat for breakfast even if we wanted to.”
“No! I’m not listening!” Nari exclaimed, “no way! I’m still 14!”
You laughed, “of course.”
“Hold on, why are you more distraught about your age?! Wonsik’s an adult, Nari,” Siwoo cringed, “how?! You were born like yesterday!”
Wonsik rolled his eyes, picking at the chocolate on top of his cake, “I really wasn’t.”
“It felt like it,” you commented.
“Yeah! I remember it!” Siwoo exclaimed.
Nari smiled, “so do I. Uncle Jisung was looking after us for a whole weekend.”
Taeyong sighed, “and now you’ve all become adults too fast.”
“I wouldn’t say it was that fast,” Wonsik said, “felt like fucking ages.”
“Oh you would say that, youngest sibling,” Siwoo tutted.
“Um, Wonsik! Language,” you scolded.
“Seriously?!” Wonsik exclaimed, Nari and Siwoo laughing at him, “Mum! I’m 20!”
“And I’m still your Mum? I’ll shout at all of you for swearing.”
“Not Siwoo!” Wonsik exclaimed.
“Well he’s the oldest, it’s different,” Taeyong shrugged.
“So unfair,” Nari laughed.
“Says you! Dad buys you literally everything!” Wonsik shouted.
“Oh my god no, you’re the most spoilt!” Siwoo cackled.
It didn’t really matter if they liked each other or not, in the end. They were still siblings; that’s all that matters.