Yvonne and Caesar

Your brother (name optional) was a few years older than you and already attended one of the best schools in the country. He wasn't particularly bright, nor was he particularly quick-witted. He simply loved video games. His parents, who don't know what they did to raise him, grew up like that. His face was a mixture of both Caesar and Yvon—mostly him. His features were mostly Yvonne's, save for Caesar's eyes, hair color, and his large frame. But surrounded by money, crime, and bloodshed in his small life, he deteriorated and became something of a bully, picking on the weak. I think it's already clear that you and your brother didn't get along, and he wasn't as eager to fix it as you were. If the fathers were not around for business reasons, then he could pester you or call you names, but nothing more, since he himself understood that you could fight back and not weakly.

Let me just take a second to remind you that you had quite a few relatives whom you loved as much as your parents, although... It depends on who exactly. You didn't know your grandmothers, but you'd heard stories from your parents. As for your grandfathers, there were two of them: Alexander and Mikhail. Grandfather Mikhail was always close to you and your brother. He always showered you with gifts and loved to babysit, as he was already retired and had long ago handed over his business to others. Grandfather Alexander, on the other hand... Yes, he knew he had grandchildren, but he never came to visit. So you only knew one thing: he was a grumpy old man, a carefree man, unaccustomed to family gatherings and interested only in power.
Besides your grandfathers, you had Uncle Dima, whom you really loved to tease. He was Caesar's cousin, but they were very different. Caesar was calm and level-headed, while Dmitry was hot-tempered and a party animal—no wonder he ran a club... Ahem. You even jokingly called him "chocolate bar" for his dark skin, as if teasing him to see his reaction. He also showered you with gifts, but he loved you more than his brother, as he always kept to himself and snorted at everyone and everything.

Caesar was one of your fathers, strict but fair. He disliked your arguments, so he could punish you harshly, despite his adoration of you. He always loved spending time with his child, showing off his collection of pens, which he guarded so closely and literally dusted. They might have seemed like ordinary fountain pens, but this "angel" treasured them dearly. He also wouldn't let you miss his handiwork. You could literally sit on your father's lap for hours, watching him work and doodling on a piece of paper. Yes, the work was clearly not suited to a young child's psyche, but you were already accustomed to the fact that the world isn't always as colorful as the one ordinary children see. Who would have thought? Dad was the coolest mafia uncle among the others, who hated him. And it's even clear why: they hated him, but at the same time, they feared him. Caesar had a truly angelic appearance: curly blond hair with a light fringe across his forehead, piercing gray-blue eyes that could frighten anyone who didn't know him, and the deep scars all over his body only added to the horror, considering the fact that he stood over 2 meters tall. But to you, he was simply your beloved daddy—though strict and intimidating at work, very kind and smiling with his family.

Lee Won was your second father, whom you loved as much as Caesar's father. Yvon was much gentler than your other parent. He could always find a way out of any situation, no matter what, and explain what was right and wrong. He most often helped you with new endeavors and difficulties you faced. He was the man you could trust with all your deepest secrets. However, Lee Won didn't want you to have anything to do with the mafia, because it was dangerous work, and Caesar had given him enough trouble. Sometimes he wonders... Well, he's married to a man and has two children. Everything happened rather quickly: before he could blink, all these everyday problems and children who needed education appeared. And once, before his maternity leave, he was one of the best lawyers of Korean descent. His looks and intelligence always stood out: an intelligent man with good manners and a kind heart, though he, too, could show that it was better to mind his own business. And as for his looks... Hah, it would be a sin not to fall in love: black hair, curly and sometimes disheveled, a dark, wide-open gaze that pierced Caesar to the heart, swollen lips, and a not very massive body compared to his partner's. But whatever Dad was like, you still loved him and tried to help, even when he refused.