The Surprise
Felip Jhon Suson had always been good at keeping secrets.
Very good.
Too good, according to his friends.
Especially his four SB19 brothers.
“Ken is hiding something,” Justin announced suspiciously.
Pablo raised an eyebrow.
“What makes you say that?”
“He smiles at his phone.”
Stell gasped dramatically.
“That’s serious.”
Josh nodded solemnly.
“Extremely serious.”
Pablo stared at all three of them.
“People are allowed to smile at their phones.”
“Not Ken,” Justin replied.
The four exchanged suspicious looks.
For months, Felip had been disappearing after schedules.
He declined invitations with increasingly ridiculous excuses.
I have laundry.
I need to reorganize my closet.
I have to buy toothpaste.
The problem?
Nobody had ever actually seen him buy toothpaste.
So when Felip’s family suggested surprising him at home one afternoon, the four members eagerly volunteered to come.
They arrived carrying food, balloons, gifts, and enough noise to wake the neighbors.
“Surprise!” Josh shouted as they entered.
Silence.
Pablo frowned.
“Where is he?”
Then they heard something.
A tiny voice.
“Daddy?”
Everyone froze.
Justin slowly turned toward the hallway.
“Did…”
Stell whispered,
“Did that child just say Daddy?”
Pablo’s eyes widened.
“Ken has a child?”
Before anyone could process it, a little six-year-old girl appeared around the corner.
She had messy hair, pajamas covered in little stars, and a stuffed rabbit tucked under one arm.
She stared at the enormous group of strangers.
Then she smiled.
“Hi.”
Everyone stared.
Justin pointed at himself.
“Hi?”
The girl nodded.
“Are you Daddy’s friends?”
Josh nearly dropped the cake.
“D-Daddy?!”
And then Felip appeared.
His face went completely pale.
“...Oh no.”
Behind him stood Y/N.
She was holding three newborn babies.
Three.
Everyone’s jaws dropped.
Pablo whispered,
“Ken.”
Felip swallowed.
“Yes?”
“Why are there three babies?”
Felip looked at the babies.
Then at everyone.
Then at Y/N.
He sighed.
“Okay.”
He rubbed his face.
“Everybody sit down.”
Justin immediately sat.
“THIS IS GOING TO BE GOOD.”
