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9.

" Jimin ah, dad's home! "
Jihoon announces his presence as soon as he steps inside the house. He waits for a while at the doorway to be welcomed by a pair of arms but Jimin was no where to be found.

" Where's Jimin ?" He turns to ask the head servant. To which he only got a smile in return that made him suspicious.

" Jimin ah! "
He calls for his son, but like before there's no response this time either. Just as he was about to go find him, Jimin came rushing to him, a beige apron stained with yellow spots, tied around his waist.

" Dad, I missed you!"
He run towards him like a little child, who excitedly waits all day for his dad to return.

" You just saw me in the morning."
Jihoon laughs, rubbing his hand over Jimin's back.

Jimin puffs up his cheeks on hearing his father say that.
" So what, I still missed you !"

" What's with the apron ?"
He quickly changes the topic so he wouldn't have to deal with a cranky Jimin.

Jimin doesn't reply to that instead just giggles a little.
" I heard from Mr. Lee that you were successful in buying that company. I'm rather sad that I didn't hear the news directly from you."
Now, it's time for the father to puff up his cheeks, but Jimin is quick enough to jump into his defense.

" That's because I wanted to keep it a surprise. Mr. Lee spoiled it."
A heavy pout made it's way to Jimin's lips. But it goes away as soon as it came.

" But no worries, I have another surprise for you."
With that he linked his arm with his father, ready to drag him with himself to somewhere.

" Wait I haven't even changed my clothes yet." Jihoon tried to stop Jimin but his son has turned deaf to his pleas.

" Let's eat dinner first. Please.."
He uses his pleading eyes technique that's impossible to ignore.

Jihoon likes to freshen up first before having his dinner it's like a sacred habit of him, but he can always change it for his beloved son.
" Fine." He finally gives in.

Jimin pulled him all the way towards their dinning hall. Stopping right in front of his seat, he even pulled out the chair for his father. Once his father was seated, Jimin went to the center of the table where the dishes were already served.

" Today, on the occasion of me taking over a company, I made you your favorite kimchi jjigae."
With that he uncovered the lid from the pot. And with the lid the savory smell was also uncovered, spreading across the whole room now.

" Really? You made it? "
Jihoon asks in shock because of how good it smells. But he still doesn't let his guard down. It may smell good but he can't say the same about its taste. He knows how 'good' of a cook his son is.

" Of course, dad. Don't question my cooking skill."
Jimin says proudly, but his father isn't still convinced. He knows better than to fall for Jimin's smile.

" Go ahead and dig in."
Jimin pours the stew in a bowl and pass it over to his father.
Jihoon looked at the bowl with wide eyes, it looks good too.

" It's edible, right? You sure,I won't get food poisoning like last time."
" Dad !"
Jimin screams to stop his father from mentioning that incident again. It was just one time, but his father wouldn't stop bringing it.

Jimin tried to cook a decent meal after watching some videos on YouTube but somehow that meal gave Jihoon food poisoning. His father doesn't leave a chance to still tease him about that day.

" How is it?"
Jimin asks as he sees his father finally taking a sip after his hesitation. His eyes going wide and big as the stew finally hit his taste but.