Yoona opened the fridge and pulled out an almost-empty pitcher of milk. "I cannot believe we're out again. I bought this three days ago."
"Seungho!" she yelled. "Get your ass down here!"
Her son bounded down the stairs with a bright smile. "Good morning, Mom."
Yoona narrowed her eyes. "Good morning to you too," she said dryly, dropping the pitcher in front of him.
"Did you stay up all night drinking milk again?"
Seungho scratched his cheek, smiling sheepishly. "I… might've overindulged."
"What are you? Five?" she demanded. "Why are you drinking it so much?"
"I need calcium," the omega muttered, instantly earning a glare.
"Well, now I don't have enough to bake a cake."
Seungho perked up. "Chocolate cake?"
Yoona laughed softly at his reaction. "Yes. And milk cookies."
He squealed, snatching his coat. "I'll get more from the store down the street!"
His mother frowned. "Are you sure? You never like going out—"
"It's fine," Seungho cut in, already heading out the door.
