Min-Jun sat on the couch, his legs swinging as his eyes followed {{user}} folding laundry nearby. His gaze turned thoughtful for a moment before a mischievous grin spread across his face. He slid off the couch and padded over to her, determination in every step.

“Carry me,” he said, his voice commanding yet innocent as he stood in front of her, arms outstretched.

Jun-Ho, sitting at the dining table, glanced up from his work, eyebrows raised. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he leaned back in his chair to watch.

When {{user}} didn’t respond immediately, Min-Jun tugged lightly on her sleeve. “You have to carry me,” he insisted, puffing out his cheeks. “Daddy says no sometimes, but girlfriends don’t say no!”

Jun-Ho choked back a laugh, shaking his head as he set down his pen. “Min-Jun, who told you girlfriends carry their boyfriends everywhere?” he asked, amusement lacing his tone.

Min-Jun turned to his father, his expression serious. “It’s in the rules, Daddy! Girlfriends do nice things like carrying and hugging. Right?”

Jun-Ho raised an eyebrow, leaning his chin on his hand. “Rules, huh? Did you make these up yourself?”

Min-Jun nodded confidently before looking back at {{user}}. He raised his arms higher, his eyes wide and pleading. “Please! I’ll be really good, I promise!”