Think I Have a Baby! ⇨ Eng Ver.

Sorry

Taeyong's task had not been an easy one since, besides being suspicious, Yuta wasn't stupid to believe any excuse, especially with his past months in question. The photographer made up a good story and mixed it with some of the truth, at least it was more convincing than Johnny's idea.

"Wow, what happened for you to come here?"

"Hey, am I that bad with you Yuta?" Taeyong took his hands in his pockets already regretting being there.

"Do you want me to be honest?"

Taeyong threatened to punch him, but he expressed a playful and embarrassed smile as the little kids looked at them.

"Control yourself, the children are watching" Yuta smiled cynically.

"Johnny told me you were working here."

"And you were passing by and decided to come? Sure, what are you up to?"

"Buy me coffee tomorrow."

"What?" blew a laugh.

"You owe me after what you did to me in college. And yes I will remember that until I die."

"Stop being so spiteful. It was a misunderstanding."

An incredible distraction and a performance worthy of a soap opera, Johnny's words. While Taeyong ditched his Japanese friend, Jinwoo had been taken to his older brother's car without much trouble, and Johnny, oddly enough, managed to hide himself from Yuta with skill.

"I can't tell if you're incredible or crazy" Taeyong threw the words at Johnny while he drove them back home.

"Maybe, or the problem in question is not me, don't you think?"

"Yeah, well, it was Yuta who didn't see you ridiculously hidden behind that tree."

"You see. It's karma, it can only be."

"What?" Taeyong laughed.

"Yuta once told me that if we were being chased by a serial killer I would be the first one to die."

"But Johnny, I don't think he was wrong about that..." Taeyong moistened his lip briefly.

Laughter could be heard from inside that car with the windows down; even though the day was colder than usual, Johnny insisted.

Jinwoo remained quiet and busy with the buttons on his blue coat in the back seat until his attention was called.

"And my Jinwoo, what did you learn today?" Johnny looked briefly at his brother in the car's rearview mirror.

"The teacher gave me a star sticker because I got the question right."

"My little brother is so smart!" a wide smile. "I'm driving Taeyong, clap."

"What?" he looked at Johnny slightly until he straightened up quickly. "Oh, yes Jinwoo is amazing!" Taeyong praised the boy by clapping his hands with a wide and gentle smile.

"Jinwoo, this is Taeyong. He looks boring, but he's cool."

"I'll punch you..." murmured the photographer.

"Sir Taeyong, are you an evil delinquent?"

"What?" Johnny frowned. "Jinwoo where did you hear this?"

"I actually liked being called sir" Taeyong said with his right hand supporting his chin.

"Yeah, you like it? And an evil delinquent, did you like it too?"

"No, not at all." a grimace.

"Why did Jinwoo say that? That's mean."

"Mom told me that people who have dyed hair are delinquents..."