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Part-2

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Part-2

"Oh my haudjwowbxjeoqlakkshsjsj...is that NA JAEMINNNNNNN????"

It isn't everyday that people see the superstar walking down the busy streets of Seoul with a lollipop inside his mouth.

Jaemin halted his steps and smiled at the people, waving at them. The crowd was screaming and losing their shit.

Before the bodyguards arrived and Jaemin went off to his destination, he took pictures, signed some autographs and also handed his stash of candies to small kids.

Jaemin felt genuinely happy.

An hour later, he reached the police station. He was taken to a particular room and was handed a phone.

He sat there waiting for the other person to arrive, just like the past four years.

"Hi Jeno! Did you miss me? Ofcourse you did, you love me so much." Jaemin smiled sarcastically as he looked at the older through the dirty glass partition.

"Why are you here Jaemin?" Jeno replied, pain and tiredness lacing his voice.

When he looked at Jaemin through the glass, his heart skipped a beat.

He is so beautiful, Jeno wanted to cherish him.

Well he had his chance but he fucked it up. He hurt the boy who loved him like he was the only thing mattered.

"Oh yes! I almost forgot. I am here to say that I'll be moving soon with my family. So this concludes our last meeting." Jaemin chuckled at how Jeno's expression morphed into surprised and ended with dread.

Jaemin bore so much hatred for the guy that he felt satisfied with how he is able to twirl Jeno's heart and break it up into pieces as much as he wants..

Oh how the tables have turned!

Jeno didn't say anything. He had no right to.

"Okay then! Have a good prison time Lee Jeno." With that Jaemin put the phone down and walked out of the room.

Jeno's world was already broken but now it is shattered completely. If only he had the courage to stand against what's wrong, if only he was true to his love then maybe he wouldn't be suffering this way.

He wanted to change himself so bad and be a better person for Jaemin but the said boy already got someone now who could make him the happiest person alive. He needed his warm sunny hugs but what he has now are the reminiscences of his past and a dead end of hope.

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When Jaemin returned home, he found his living room scattered with color pencils.

"Yuna! Can you please help me pick these up?" Jaemin called his toddler.

Soon enough a pair of little feet came waddling out of the room.

Yuna sat down on the ground and started to help her father put the colours back to the boxes.

"Where's papa?" Jaemin asked.

"He's talking about some new dress with Junguwu." Yuna replied, trying hard to pronounce Jungwoo's name correctly. Jaemin chuckled and ruffled her head.

As of cue Jaemin heard his husband's voice screaming profanities at someone on the phone. His husband is a popular fashion designer.

"Dad!" Yuna whined and pointed to her stomach, indicating that she's hungry.

"Take these and go to your room. I'll cook something okay? I'll call you downstairs when it's ready." Jaemin replied and stood up.

Yuna nodded and ran to her room after stacking the boxes of her color pencils under her arms.

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As he was cooking, Jaemin felt a pair arms warp around his wait.

"How did it go Nana?" A soft voice asked.

Jaemin turned around and warped his arms around the smaller male.

"It went well Junnie." Jaemin replied, smiling at the latter.

Renjun smiled in return and hugged him.

Jaemin would never forget the day when Jeno ruined his life and Renjun hugged him tight.

It was hard for him to move on, but he did step by step and finally he found his home in Renjun.

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