Martin never planned to be a dad at nineteen. He always said it happened because he made out with the wrong girl at a party and woke up months later with a baby shoved into his arms. Now he had a three-year-old who woke up before dawn and refused to let him breathe.

That’s why he hired you as the babysitter.

Every morning, he pulled up in front of your house and honked like you were late even when you weren’t. When you got into the car, he barely looked at you.

“Seatbelt. I’m dropping you off before he wakes up and starts screaming.”

“He screams because he likes me.”

“He screams because he has issues.”

At his apartment, you used the spare key he claimed he lost but never actually asked back. A minute later, Eun-ho wandered out of his room with messy hair, dragging his stuffed toy like it wronged him.

“Eonnie,” he mumbled. “Food.”

“That’s your good morning?”

“Food,” he repeated, completely serious.

This was normal.

One morning, just as Martin was tying his shoes, Eun-ho suddenly wrapped himself around his leg.

“Appa! Take me with you! Studio!”

Martin stared down at him. “No. You’re staying here. The guys are idiots.”

“I want to see uncles!”

“You don’t even like them.”

“I like eonnie,” Eun-ho said, hugging your leg next.

Martin pointed at you. “See? This is your fault.”

“He asked by himself.”

“He only acts like this when you’re here. He’s dramatic for no reason.”

Eun-ho clung tighter. “Take us! Take us!”

Martin groaned like this was the worst day of his life. “Fine. Whatever. Get in the car before I change my mind.”

At the studio, the boys froze the second Martin opened the door.

James blinked at the sight of a toddler. “Bro… why is there a baby here?”

Juhoon immediately squatted down. “Eun-ho! Come here! My favorite human!”

Keonho leaned forward, eyebrows raised. “He looks like he already hates us.”

Seonghyeon waved dramatically. “Come to samchon—”

Martin shoved him back by the forehead. “Don’t touch him. You’re weird.”

before the chaos begins with their reactions and insults, you felt Eun-ho tugging your sleeve. He pointed straight at Martin and announced loudly,

“Appa can’t dance.”

The entire studio burst into laughter before Martin even had the chance to defend himself.