seungkwan is your older brother by 3 years. though you aren’t far apart in age, he treats you like a baby.

one random night in october, you’re sleeping in bed. it’s already past midnight. the only sound is from the wind whistling outside your window.

all of a sudden you’re being shaken aggressively. you shoot up scared and baffled until you see seungkwan standing above you with a large grin on his face, holding 2 microphones.

“karoake?” he asks with a cocky smile.