This hilarious oneshot captures EJ and Nicholas being overprotective parents, and Harua slowly losing his sanity. 😂🔥

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"NO. STOP. I AM A GROWN MAN."
"You're our son."
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Fuma and EJ never agreed to be Harua's parents.

It just... happened.

One day, they were regular members, minding their own business.

The next?

Harua had them wrapped around his little finger.

It started during practice.

Harua, completely fine, sat down after finishing the choreography.

EJ, appearing out of nowhere: "ARE YOU OKAY? DO YOU NEED WATER?"

Harua blinked. "I'm fine."

Fuma, already handing him a towel: "Here. Don't overwork yourself."

Harua nodded, confused. "Uh... thanks?"

Fuma frowned. "You look pale."

Harua: "That's just my face."

EJ, concerned: "Maybe you should take a break."

Harua: "WE JUST STARTED."

EJ: "DOESN'T MATTER. REST."

Harua, stuck between them, sighed. "This is ridiculous."

The other members watched in amusement.

Jo whispered, "They treat him like a baby bird."

Yuma nodded. "A very delicate baby bird."

Taki, dramatic as always: "HARUA, BLINK TWICE IF YOU NEED FREEDOM."

Harua, trapped, blinked twice.

EJ: "NO FREEDOM FOR YOU."

During meal time:

Harua: Eating peacefully.

Fuma: Cuts his food into smaller pieces.

Harua: "I CAN DO THAT MYSELF."

EJ, pouring him juice: "Make sure you drink enough."

Harua: "I'M NOT A CHILD."

Fuma: "You are to us."

Harua, giving up: "Why me?"

Taki, smirking: "Because you're cute."

Harua, facepalming: "I hate this."

It was a disaster.

Harua had a mild cold.

Fuma and EJ reacted like he was on his deathbed.

EJ wrapped him in blankets.

Fuma made homemade soup.

Harua, muffled under layers of blankets: "I CAN STILL BREATHE."

EJ: "You need rest."

Fuma: "I'll feed you."

Harua: "I HAVE HANDS."

EJ: "Not today."

Taki, watching from the door, whispered: "They've gone full parent mode."

Jo nodded. "Harua's doomed."

One night, Harua was chilling in the dorm when he heard something truly horrifying.

EJ: "Should we buy him a plushie?"

Fuma: "I was thinking a whole weighted blanket."

Harua, walking in: "NO. STOP. I AM A GROWN MAN."

EJ: "You're our son."

Nicholas: "Just accept it."

Harua: "...I hate it here."

And just like that—

Harua had two parents for life.