Of course I am a good girl! (`she tugs on his hand and begins to run.) Let’s go let’s go! I really want my oreo ice cream! They all are calling for me already! Let’s go Uncle Daehyun. Quick!
And that, I do plan on believing, Kyungri. Unless something goes wrongs and takes me back to doubting children again. /he nodded in assent before he was able to catch up to her as she ran; Yahh, slow down though– we’re almost there anyways.
Yes, yes! See, Kyungri is a good girl, right? (`she grins at him, happily tugging onto his hand tightly.) Yay! Uncle Daehyun is so nice! Well, it’s okay, as long as you really buy me sweets.
Mhm, you’re definitely a good girl. /he returned the grin as he slowly brought himself to stand up properly, with her hand still in his grip; Well now, let’s get going shall we? Wouldn’t want to waste another minute just being away from ice-cream and the other sweets that you wanted.
Life is not fair, uncle Daehyun. But since Kyungri is a good girl, she will only call you uncle until she turned to her real age. (`she nods eagerly before cupping his cheeks and squishes them together.) Then uncle Daehyun should buy Kyungri lots and lots of ice cream and other sweets too! (`she exclaims happily after releasing his cheeks..)
Well then, that’s good to hear. /he nodded firmly before slowly smiling at her as he gently took hold of one of her hands; That’s alright with me, I’ll buy those a few times for ya’, but not so much.. since I don’t want you getting sick and all that.
You’re not an uncle? How old are you? Well, no mater how old you are, I’m going to call you uncle. (`she says in one breath, stopping her cries and tantrums suddenly before she grins widely.) You will? R-really?
I’m just– wait, that’s not fair at all, Kyungri. /he sighed a little in relief once she stopped her tantrums, before he gave her a shrug; Well, I guess.. if you probably just promise not to throw another tantrum or something like that again.
(`she frowns and fakes a cry.) M-mummy! This weird u-uncle is making fun of me! … wait, my mum is across the ocean. Huah! (`throws tantrum at him.)
But– I.. Uncle? I’m not exactly at that age yet. /he blinked a few times, scratching the back of his head as he was quite unsure of what to do; Aish, quiet down please?.. I’ll probably do anything to get ya’ to stop. /he said as he slowly crouched down unto her level;
