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“Okay, uncle Sicheng will be over at around ten am. Tell him hi for me, yeah?” Johnny instructs him as he makes Jisung carry his backpack.
“Okay.” Jisung nods.
“Have fun now!” Johnny waves goodbye and kisses his son on his cheek. “Tell me how it went!” Jisung nods again and embraces Johnny’s neck with his tiny arms before walking inside the classroom and settling down beside Taehyun and Hyuka.
“Good morning, Sungie!” the two toddlers greet.
“Good morning, Hyunnie! Good morning, Hyuka!” Jisung greets just as enthusiastically. Chenle waddles over them upon hearing their chirpy greeting.
“Good morning, Jis!” Chenle beams at him.
“Good morning, Chen!” Jisung almost yells.
“Wanna play together?” Chenle looks over at the three of them. Somehow, since their field trip, Chenle has become their ‘leader’ mostly because he’s the eldest amongst the four of them.
“Okay!” The younger three agrees. Chenle picks up the toy box he had picked out earlier and places it on top of their table and started to take out the brightly colored kitchen play set and food.
“Okay so for today, I’ll cook for you guys!” He brightly announces. The younger three claps for him as they all eye as to how Chenle prepares their food; starting by fake cooking the hamburger patties.
Fast forward to around a quarter before 10 AM, Sicheng walks inside their classroom and is immediately eyed by the older kids.
“Teacher! There’s a weird looking man inside our classroom!” Haechan speaks up.
“Hey!” Sicheng squints his eyes at the toddler.
“Oh, you’re here!” Taeyong exclaims as he instructs Jungwoo to take over. “Quite early, too!”
“Ah, sorry. I was expecting traffic when I left but apparently today the road’s clean.”
“That’s okay! We can start early so we can do more exercises! Thank you for coming!”
“It’s my pleasure!” Sicheng smiles brightly before scanning the room and spotting Jisung. He gives his nephew a big smile and wave. Jisung waves back.
“Ankle Win!” Jisung exclaims as he runs towards his uncle. Sicheng crouches down and welcomes Jisung with open arms.
“Bet you didn’t expect to see me here, huh?” Sicheng stands up and twirls Jisung a few times.
“Alright, Jisung – ah. Why don’t you sit down with Chenle for a bit while we let your uncle prepare, yeah?” Taeyong smiles so as to not upset Jisung.
“Okay.” Jisung nods and Sicheng lets him down.
“Jungwoo – ah, let’s prepare the classroom too.” Taeyong calls out.
“Sure, hyung!” Jungwoo gives him a thumbs up and instructs the students to push their tables and chairs against the wall to give them space. Once there was an empty space in the middle, Taeyong hands them a mat each and shows them how to unroll it and place it on the ground.
“Teacher!” Soobin raises his hand. “Are we doing yoga today?”
“Yes!” Taeyong chirps. “We’ll get to meet our yoga instructor in a while!” The students all cheer and it takes a while for the two teachers to calm them down. Once Sicheng was done getting ready, Taeyong lets him take the floor.
“Good morning, kids!” Sicheng greets. “My name is Dong Sicheng! But you can call me – “
“Monster!” Haechan screams.
“Haechan!” Renjun scolds.
“Sorry.” Haechan grins at Renjun.
“How about calling me Winwin instead? I feel like that’s an easy word to say, don’t you think?”
“Ankle Win!” Jisung yells.
“Ankle Win!” Taehyun copies.
“Ankle?” Jeno tilts his head in confusion. “Isn’t it supposed to be uncle?”
“Let him be, Jeno – ah!” Chenle defends Jisung. “If he calls him ankle then let him! He’s not your uncle!” Chenle then gives Jisung a thumbs up to which Jisung smiles back.
“I was just saying, sheesh.” Jeno defends himself.
“Okay, kids. Let’s talk later, alright?” Jungwoo tries to stop the commotion.
“Right, okay! First off, let’s start with some stretching, yeah?” Sicheng tries to pique the kids’ interest.
One hour later and most of the kids have either complained that their limbs hurt, or just lost interest altogether.
“Yoga is hard.” Shotaro comments as he plops down on the mat.
“I’m never doing yoga ever again!” Yangyang adds.
“Come on, it wasn’t that bad, was it?” Jungwoo tries to uplift the students’ spirits.
“Guess yoga isn’t for everybody, then?” Sicheng remarks.
“What can we do? Their limbs are still so short.” Taeyong jokes. “But this is good for them nonetheless. It’s different from their usual PE classes so it took for a while for them to get bored.”
“I agree. Besides, it helps them with their flexibility. And it’s great for their concentration, too. So, I letting them do yoga at least twice a month should do the trick.”
“Sure, I’ll keep that in mind. So, you don’t mind coming over twice a month, then?”
“Of course not. Doyoung hyung has a vice grip on me.”
“You’re not really threatened by Doyoung are you? He’s like, afraid of Haechan over there.” Taeyong points to Haechan who was busy screaming Jaemin’s ears off.
“Why? He seems like a nice kid.”
“Well, I can’t really say much since I’m his teacher, but Haechan is a very interesting individual.”
“So, he’s a brat.” Sicheng deadpans.
“He’s not!” Taeyong counters. “He’s just… how do I say this without getting fired… lively?”
“Point taken.”
“Anyway,” Taeyong tries to dismiss the previous conversation. “If your schedule won’t allow it, then that’s fine. I’ll just have Jungwoo take over.”
“No, it’s fine. I think every other Friday works for me.”
“That’s great, then! Jisung – ah! Come say your goodbyes to your uncle!” Taeyong calls Jisung over. Jisung rushes over and tackles Sicheng’s leg in a hug.
“You’re leaving?”
“Have to go, baobei.” Sicheng coos as he crouches down to Jisung’s level. “But tell your baba I said hi, yeah?”
“Dada says hi, too.”
“Then tell dada I said hi back.”
“Okay.” Jisung nods. Sicheng engulfs Jisung in a hug and places a big kiss on the toddler’s cheek.
“Bye, Ankle Win.”
“Bye bye, baobei. I’ll see you next time, okay?”
“Okay. See you next time.”