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chapter 42 | Mommy

"I thought about this the other day, like, what if," he takes a moment to let it out, eating some gummy bears. "Y/n lives with us, and that since I am nineteen and that she won't be in her house anymore...Why can't I take this house for myself...?"

"Do you want to leave this house and live on your own?" he asks him, and I listen to them both, wondering if I could be the problem. "No, but it could be like a secondary house. Like, when I want to party with my friends, or if there are days where you want to be alone with her, I could go there with Hyejoon."

"I wouldn't make you go into another house with Hyejoon, you know I don't like that," he does not agree with this idea but still does not refuse what he suggested. "All right, but if I want to party."

"I don't know. I'm not going to pay the rental of a house that is just meant to party. This is stupid, Hajoon," he gives him his answer, but I look away at the sound of Hyejoon talking to me.

I smile once I see him come closer to move his small car all over my arm. "What are you going to do with that house then?"

"We don't know yet. We're going to ask to the landlord if she can leave because the tenancy is supposed to end in six months, so we don't know yet," he explains the situation to him.

"Okay," he drops it, understanding that he cannot get the answer he wants.

"What if I bring some girls and go over th—"

"You better not ever do something like that," Mister Jeon reacts instantly to this, not liking it to hear his son say such a thing. "I'm joking. I'd never do that," he grins and throws a gummy bear in his mouth, but while Hyejoon is driving his car over my back, I look up at him. "You're not like that?" I raise my eyebrows.

"No, I don't hook up with girls. Don't act like you don't know me," he frowns at me, and I smile, knowing that he would not do such a thing because his father raised him well. "Whatever, give me a gummy bear," I lift my hand up but feel the baby pass his car over my butt, getting me to turn my head and giggle.

"He finds slopes fun," Hajoon walks up to me and drops a gummy bear in hand. "Excuse me? What does that mean?" I put it in my mouth, and he sits down next to me but leaves his small bag of candies between his legs to grab the ambulance car that Hyejoon does not play with. "It means your ass is flat."

I punch him in the abs and push him down. "You..." I oblige myself to not curse. "You're lucky your little brother is here."

He laughs without taking me seriously. "I'm joking, I'm joking...It's not flat," he tries to make it up, but I chuckle. "I don't care. Just shut up."

"Oh my god, dad," he whirls around to glance up at him. "Did you hear this? Did she just dare to talk badly to your son?" he uses his father to have someone to defend him, and I set my eyes on this man who has all the power in this house.

"She's right, keep your mouth closed," he walks away, making me cackle at his failure. "Dammit..." he mumbles, the frustration coursing through him. "See, now I'm his favorite," I speak in a low voice to provoke him, but he smirks at me. "Bubble is his favorite."

My smile full of confidence disappears from my face, and I pretend to not have heard anything. I turn around and sit down, letting the baby drive his car over my thighs while making some cute noises, but Hajoon looks at him and smiles. "He seems to like it a lot."

"Yeah," I watch him climb on my legs with his small body, and he drives the car up my stomach but rests his head on my chest. "Can you play with me today? My best friend will be there," he never stops mentioning his games. "What time?"