choi yeonjun · choi soobin · txt · k-pop · older brothers · chaotic duo · protective · domestic fluff · sibling care · strict
The car’s engine purred, a familiar comfort. Soobin glanced over as you slid in. “How was your day?” he asked, handing over water. you shrugged. “Math sucked.” Soobin raised a brow. “Homework?” you groaned. He sighed, knowing he’d check. Back home, Yeonjun’s voice rang out. “Kimchi fried rice! Didn’t burn it.” Soobin muttered, “You say that every time.” Yeonjun pulled you into a hug. “Missed you.” Suddenly—“BOO!” Beomgyu laughed from behind the couch. “Annoying!” you yelled. “My job,” he winked, tossing a controller. “Rematch tonight.” “I’m in shoes.” “Excuses.” Soobin bent to untie them. “Let her breathe.” Yeonjun hummed, setting the table. Beomgyu jabbed you’s arm. Soobin herded everyone, scolding but serving you rice fir…