"E-eomma?"
Jungkook just blinks in pure confusion, standing there still in his boxers.
"What are yo- WAAA!"
She springs her arms around him and hugs him so tight that he gets pulled down to her height. His hands are still hanging in the mid-air trying to understand what to do with the.
"Oh, I missed you! I missed you so much Kook-ah!! " She bursts into tears.
That's when he comes back to his senses. He hides his face into her shoulder and slowly drags his hands behind her back.
"e-eomma. . ." he whispers against her clothes.
Then she pulls over and grabs him by the face, gazing at his teary doe eyes. "Oh my baby-" she cries and showers his face with kisses.
He shuts his eyes and takes in all the love and affection. All that he had been missing for the past four years, since the day he had returned back from Busan.
She leans near and kisses him on the cheek, kissing his tears as her streams of tears smear over Jungkook's.
Just then he realises, he's standing in the middle of their porch in his underwear, getting kissed by some strange lady which was a view according to his neighbours for him.
"eom-"
"I missed you." she kisses his cheek.
"I know. Eomma I-"
Then she kisses his other cheek. "I missed you so so sooo muchh."
"I did too. Eomma yo-"
Then she pulls into a hug again interrupting his words. "Do you know how much I missed you and. . .w-why do you smell like coffee?" she asks in her tears.
"because I- What??" Jungkook strikes in confusion.
"Oh my Jungkook. . ." she grabs his face and squishes his cheeks. "are you only drinking coffee in my absence??" she pulls his face closer to hers and glares into his eyes as a threat. "ARE YOU?!"
"What? NO-. . .no eomma," he pulls his face off her hands and grips on her wrist. "come on in." He leads her inside the house. "come inside." he says again.
He walks out in porch again completely ignoring the fact that he was naked, and grabs her suitcase and a handbag and takes it inside.
As he reaches inside he shuts the door and presses his back on it. He is not even surprised that she is looking at him again with teary smile.
She doesn't care if he's looking silly as hell in his silly underwear, she doesnt care is he looks messy and untidy in that haircut, she doesn't care if his house is messy with clothes all over the floor.
He's just grateful she's the one who looks at him the way any mother would look after not seeing their child for this long. The way she looked that described her love for him from her eyes.
They look in each other's eyes before Jungkook nears her.
"Is this real?" She says as she reaches out her hand and places on his cheek.
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