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Jisung's POV

I was scrolling through my phone, waiting for someone in my favorite café. I closed my phone and placed it on the table, tapping my fingers on it.

The bell from the door rang and I looked up, in case that was the one I was waiting for. I immediately shifted from my seat and sat down properly.

"You don't have to, son," My mom said and sat in front of me. I avoided my gaze with hers. "Son, I'm sorry." She said and I heard her sniff. I flinched when she suddenly took my hands.

"I'm really sorry for kicking you out," She said and buried her face on the back of my hands. I felt her tears on it. "I'm so sorry, son. I know you could never ever do that." She added.

I smiled a little and took her hands. "Mom, listen," She looked at me, her face filled with tears. "I know that. I.. I forgive you." I slowly said.

"Can you live with us again?" I chuckled. "If that's okay with you." I replied matter-of-factly. She smiled and stood up. She went beside and hugged me. "Of course," She broke the hug and ran her fingers on my hair.

"Let's go home."

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Chenle's POV

I tapped my feet nervously on the ground. I was biting my lip for minutes now and he hasn't arrived yet. "Oh, come on. I shouldn't have assumed he would pick me up from a bus stop." I hit my temple and stood up.

Before I can even take a step, a familiar black Limousine pulled up in front, shocking all the people I am with. The back door opened and it revealed my dad.

He is popular for being a CEO so the others murmured around us, trying to find out why he's here. He ran towards me and buried me in his hug. "Oh, Chenle," He said in a father-like way.

"Hi, Dad." I replied awkwardly. He broke the hug and looked at me from head to toe. "I'm glad you're okay. I'm so sorry for everything, son." I smiled shyly. "It's okay, Dad. I'm fine."

"I would never leave you out again. You can go to wherever you want, back to China or Russia or Canada. I can buy you ten of your favorite Lamborghini or Mercedes-Benz. You can buy fifteen houses and I can buy you your own condominium. You can have your own island and whale! Do you want me to name a star after you? Do you want a thousand hectares of land in Saturn?"

I laughed at everything he said. "Dad, I don't need all of that," I said and looked at him. "I just need your presence." He looked at me like a father does and hugged me again.

"But, Dad, can you do me a favor, though?"

"Anything, son."

"I want to meet Stephen Curry, a girlfriend and a red Lambo."

"Of course."

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Donghyuck's POV

I hopped off the bus that I am riding and breathed out my nervous carbon dioxide. What if they won't accept me back? Oh, screw it. I lend my hope to Deadpool.

I walked towards our house and stared at the brown man gate. My eyes glanced at the door bell. Should I really press that? I sighed and did a will that's against mine.