Title: The Boy Next Door

Author: Nina*

Paring: Sungkyu & Woohyun

Rating: PG

Authors note:

Kim Sungkyu and the boy next door ...Lately I've been so in love with child-eating fics that I can't stand it. There are so many out there.

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Kim Sungkyu was walking home. When I was carrying a plastic bag that my mother called and ordered me to go to the market to prepare for dinner. As he put his hand in his pocket to find the house key, he kept looking around. before stumbling upon a chubby figure standing with his neck craning his head to look at a gate high above his head. His hands tightened around Captain America's backpack. From this distance

Without telling you, you could tell that this kid had been standing in front of his house for quite some time. The fat kid collapsed and sat on the hot cement floor. in front of his house The blue hat that the auntie next door probably wore to protect from the sun was taken off and blown away to relieve the heat. Seeing that made me have to speed up my own pace a little more.

"Uncle Sungkyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" The fat kid looked up because he saw the shadow of someone on top of himself. When he saw who it was, he let out a loud cry. He stood up to his full height, barely above his knees. Round face, sweet smile The black hair and the hair style that we would like to call 'kala krop' look quite cute on this child's head.

“What do you say, Woohyun, did Mom abandon you again?” Sunggyu pushed open the door to the little boy next door who stuck out his penis in displeasure at the accusation that the older brother next door liked him for always being around when he was mad. Nam has errands to do outside. Then I had to leave my beloved son at home alone. But came to stay later. Mrs. Kim found out about it so she volunteered and said that it would be better to leave it at his house. It's better than leaving small children alone. Leave it at home alone.

"Mama didn't abandon Woohyun."

"Leave it is leave it. Fat man... you can go into the house now. It's not hot." Sunggyu said, causing the little boy to agree to walk slowly into the house. Let the brother next door close the outside gate alone. The round figure brought itself into Sunggyu's house in a familiar way. Just like the brother next door said. Mother always had to go out unexpectedly.

Lately, he has been living in the house next door. Until it was almost my own house.

But not before he could take the captain's backpack off his shoulder. The sound of the front door closing and Brother Sungkyu's cheering sounded before him until the little boy stopped.

"I found it before my mother called again. Suddenly, Brat appeared in front of the house."

"Oh...Mom, what if I came home later?"

"Hoy! I'm not going to run away."

"Yes, I know. Mom drives well. There's no need to hurry. I can stay...yes, hello."

The narrow eyes that stared at him made Sunggyu flinch slightly. But he didn't say anything. Plus he stuck his finger into the round head. of Woohyun until he almost fell over.

“Come in, why didn't you turn on the fan?” Sunggyu complained, but his hand reached out and turned on the fan and pointed it at the little guy standing there, sweat dripping down his hairline. Even though I was sweating all over my back. But he turned around and turned his back on the little boy who was still standing silently. Put the fresh produce that you were told to buy and put in the refrigerator because of the conversation on the phone just now.

“Mom came back a little late today...I have urgent work to do. Let's get ourselves something to eat first. Sunggyu. Oh... Woohyun is staying over for the night. Mrs. Nam just called to tell me. My younger brother will probably go find him."

I sighed deeply. I didn't have any trouble being a babysitter. In fact, Woohyun was an easy child to raise. Whatever you say, do as you're told. Even though I like to talk irritatingly and like to look at him strangely. But other than that, it's unusually easy.

'Uncle Sungkyu' is the name that Woohyun used to call him. No matter how he tried to correct him by saying 'Sungkyu', Woohyun kept calling him Sunggyu until he was too tired to correct him. Letting this child be called the wrong thing is like saying... just a six-year-old child. What will you take? Being able to talk so smoothly would be bad. A little more and it would probably be called right.

Having said that, since entering the house, I still haven't heard Woohyun call 'Uncle Sungkyu'...usually I have to ask for snacks or insist that I play a game too.

It was Sunggyu who stuck his head out of the kitchen to see what the neighbor was doing. I saw the round body of a young child with his head down on the floor of the room where he had turned on the fan. When I walked closer I saw a large sheet of drawing paper with four corners covered by the TV remote.

Captain America's saliva mug blue eraser cube And finally, fat hands That's the child's stuff. At first glance you could see that he was drawing pictures. Or maybe he's working for Teacher Dongwoo every time he has to sit and hang out at his house. But this kind of silence is not normal.

"Fat...can't you hear me?" He walked over and ruffled his hair until it was messy. The owner of the name raised his head and turned his eyes down at him. Your fingers sweep the messy hair away from your face. There was a strand that splashed into his mouth, so bright it made Sunggyu laugh. But until then, the boy didn't answer anything.

"Do you want to drink cola?" he asked. But he handed me a glass of Coke filled with ice cold water. Give it to Woohyun. Round eyes looked at him, wide-eyed, alternating between the glass of Coke in his hand. But he accepted that he drank. Just for a moment. More than half of the large glass of Coke was gone. Must be very thirsty.

"So why didn't you tell me if you were thirsty?"

“Sungkyu hyung, don't you get bored spending time with Woohyun?” instead of answering the question. The round-headed boy chose to ask a question to an older person like that. As for the person being questioned, they widened their eyes in confusion.

"No."

"Really..."

"Oh, I'm not bored. Why...who told Woohyun that you're bored with me?" He lifted the six-year-old's chubby body and sat him on his lap. He took out a tissue and wiped his face, wiping away the small beads of sweat from his eyes. He rubbed his hand over the child's head to keep it in place. Plus I tucked my hair behind my ear.

The fat boy stuck out his lower lip in thought. His attitude that was getting precocious every day made me want to ask him not to act like a fool. But he patiently waited quietly for the next answer. Because it wasn't long before Woohyun agreed to answer the question.

"Well...when Sunggyu hyung had a quick conversation with his aunt." Hearing Woohyun's reasoning made Sunggyu cry out. You probably heard that and thought that he was annoyed that he had to be a babysitter. I won't argue that when talking to my mother I was really annoyed all of a sudden. Had to come and take care of the children without any advance notice. It's because today I intend to sit and do things like a normal teenage boy with him. After all, Mom came home late. But what the heck...

There wasn't just one day when Mom came home late. If you don't do it for a day or two, he won't die.

"Just complain."

"True."

"Oh, that's a really big question. You're even more naughty than my girlfriend." He pinched his cheeks with annoyance until Woohyun moaned muffled. He bounced his legs in protest. Flicking his cheek until it came out Woohyun was ready to hit back with his fat hand, but Sunggyu was able to grab Woohyun in time. The young man placed Woohyun on the ground and jabbed him in the side, causing Woohyun to squirm. The sound of laughter and the twinkle in his eyes made Sunggyu smile, feeling happy that he was teasing the child as much as possible.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhor But Sunggyu had fun rubbing his chin, which he hadn't even shaved yet, onto the side of his clear cheek this morning. of young children of primary school age until they cry

“Uncle Sungkyuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Woohyun is hurt."

“Look, you're going to hit me, aren't you? This must be punished."

"Don't...no, Sungkyu hyung. Let go of Woohyun...please let go."

He kept his head down and fought the fat kid for a long time. He agreed to let the fat kid go free. Sunggyu rested his back on the sofa to rest from exhaustion. To be the one who exerts force But this kid struggled really hard. Even though he's ten years younger, he still has a lot of youthful energy. As for the kid who had been bullied, he was panting from exhaustion.

Once he found his footing, he grabbed his fat fist. He pounded into the shoulder without stopping. But he laughed and allowed the boy to beat him nicely. He teased him until his face turned red. It's good, I won't die.

“Brother Sungkyu! badly! Bad judgment!” After a few more hits, this kid was tired. Then he threw himself down and sat on the lap of the poor judge as usual.

"I'm tired." He teased Woohyun with affection. Hands help to caress the face and eyes that are pumping with blood from exerting so much force. Woohyun didn't answer, but stretched out his finger to point at the piece of paper that flew beyond his short arm. I'll reach out and pick it up. Sunggyu acted as a good older brother by taking the drawing paper to Woohyun.

“Sungkyu hyung, what kind of picture did Woohyun draw for Kungu Dongwoo?” Small eyebrows murmured together, thinking deeply about the problem of elementary school children who couldn't do their homework. Sunggyu was amused by this child's excessive thinking. But when I think about it again...when he couldn't think of an assignment to submit to an art teacher, Mom It's not that funny.

"What did Teacher Dongwoo tell us to draw?"

“Kunkoo told me to draw the things I really liked.” Sunggyu listened and it seemed like the topic was not very interesting. But I don't understand why this kid looks so troubled like Teacher Dongwoo ordered him to draw a portrait of Luis Suarez or something like that. If Woohyun's cheeks could explode in protest, he would have already done so. Too diligent to suck air into your mouth.

"Just draw. It doesn't seem difficult at all."

“It's difficult... Woohyun has a lot of things he likes.” Sunggyu nodded, following the boy's logic. It's true...this kid has a story to tell almost every day. He likes to climb the wall next to the house and talk chattering and constantly telling me that he likes this and that, it's just delicious food. Mrs. Nam bought it for her to eat, and the kid likes almost everything.

Where else are all the cartoons that you like to watch? Well, drawing things that you like would be difficult for Woohyun.

"Just choose the one you like the most."

"Woohyun can't choose."

He's so fickle when he's just a kid... if he grows up to be a young man and has a girl who likes him, he hopes to cause other girls to fight with each other and he'll die because of his own fickleness and inability to make choices. Who do you like more?

“Sungkyu, please choose for me.”

"Hey...what does this have to do with you? You choose what you like." The boy refused to help until Woohyun gave him a swollen cheek. Before going back to sitting and staring at the blank paper, but he was quiet for only a moment, his round head suddenly flickered back to Sunggyu to give his opinion again.

“Woohyun can choose...but...choose two. Sungkyu hyung chose Woohyun."

Anyway, you have to choose, right? Hey, it would be nice to think that this kid would be able to do his homework and then sit and play games instead of answering questions with Woohyun.

"What?"

"Captain America hyung and Sungkyu hyung...Woohyun, what should I choose?"

The stuffed keychain in the shape of Captain America's shield that was hanging from Woohyun's blue and red backpack slammed into Kim Sungkyu's eye with an unprecedented force.

"fat"

A voice called out above his head. This caused the young man who was concentrating on sketching under the tree to look up and follow him. It was a picture of a familiar-looking young man who was his older brother next door handing over the same glass of cola. The young boy held out his arm to receive a glass of cold cola. Come and sip that glass. Before looking at the hammer, the brother next door smiled at him.

"Called me fat again."

“My Fatty is my Fatty all the time.”

Woohyun swings a large hammer at the older brother next door who is throwing himself down from the wall. Young man brushes off dust from his pants. before lowering himself onto the same marble horse that Woohyun was sitting on. Sunggyu's slender hands naturally picked up the young man's unfinished drawing and considered it.

"Drawing is much more beautiful here."

Woohyun doesn't respond to the compliments of his older brother next door for a long time. I would stop by and sit and talk with him. It's not like before when we saw each other almost every day. Since Sunggyu hyung took the university entrance exam, he had to stay in the dormitory. We hardly met at all. There were a few times when his brother next door came home. But that was too late for the elementary school student to wake up and realize that his older brother next door was already a full-fledged office boy.

"What are you drawing?"

"Teacher can give you any portrait sketch."

"So?"

"Why?"

"I'm thinking....I want us to try painting a picture like you. But we might want to sketch a portrait of Chris. Evans, please.” A sentence that might sound like a reference to a photo of Chris. Evans, who tried to print out and draw along, made Woohyun choke on his soda until he coughed. Meanwhile, Sunggyu laughed.

"elder sibling!"

"Oh...that time you chose Captain America over me. Who knows, you might choose Chris right now. Evans is more than me."

Memories from ten years ago when the round little Nam Woo-hyun refused an answer that a teenager like him (back then) chose to let Woo-hyun draw a picture of himself rather than Mr. Captain America. But it turned out that the little boy said no, Captain America is much cooler than Sunggyu. So a six-year-old kid like Woohyun joins hands with the cool Captain America. Handing a complete defeat to Kim Sungkyu.

I lost my confidence because I lost to cartoon characters for a long time.

But more than ten years have passed. Woohyun's love for Captain America and Marvel has never gone away. Especially on the day there was news that Captain America would be made into a giant movie. Starring the handsome Chris Evans, Woohyun even ran to ring the doorbell and told everything in such an excited manner that he was quite annoyed.

Ten years of revenge is still not too late. But the embarrassment that I once felt has not faded either.

Even so But on the first day that Captain America was in theaters The kid ran over and grabbed two movie tickets and smiled sweetly at his bedside while he was still a pile of crumpled corpses on the bed. Even though I'm angry that I'm Captain America again? But I can't help but feel a little happy. I can't with myself. This kid chose to go watch a movie with the two of them.

“Go see a movie with me, Sunggyu hyung. I already bought the tickets. But I don't know who to invite. I thought of you first. Come watch with me. The movie will start in two hours. If you go watch with me For the rest of the day, I give in to your wishes.”

Even if I don't want to give in to everything I want, I'm going with it anyway. Who could endure those pleading, pitiful eyes? It's like if he shakes his head and shakes off the blanket. This child will have to open his mouth and cry. Definitely shed tears. But that's it...apart from the profit being more than worth it from watching movies for free. There was a soft, sweet-smelling child sitting next to me watching a movie.

I secretly held hands a few times. And then I spent the rest of the time letting this kid take me for a walk around the mall, picking things up, playing with them, and bringing back a few clothes. Paid money for a Captain America figure that this kid made his eyes glow at. Exchanged with sweet smiles With a happy voice that almost screamed out when he said he would buy it for me.

It's considered more than worth it... plus the movie isn't very boring. It's considered fun to use. For people who aren't Marvel fans

“I don't think it has anything to do with it.” Woohyun used his forearm to hit him hard on the shoulder. When he joked about his childhood His face was white and red with embarrassment. Sunggyu laughed as the boy was so embarrassed he couldn't speak. It is well known that now he and Woohyun are not just older brothers and younger brothers next door. Both Mrs. Kim and Mrs. Nam almost died of heart attacks when their two most cherished sons came to tell each other they loved each other.

Make up your mind and drink Centella asiatic juice for almost two months. The two ladies' expressions became more comfortable.

“So, are you going to draw it for me?” Woohyun pursed his lips.

"Why do I have to want to draw a picture of you?"

“You didn't even ask if we wanted to draw your picture or not. You're giving us a choice between Kim Sungkyu and Chris Evans."

Kim Sungkyu isn't a vindictive type...but this kid is his now. He would probably not be able to allow his little one to share his love with an imaginary cartoon character or a rice-eyed foreigner, would he?

Ten years of revenge is not too late. Captain America

FIN