𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗦 𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 × ʝαҽყσɳɠ

▪Chapter 4▪

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3rd person

The brown haired boy sulky sat down at the couch. As soon as his mother, she was preparing dinner in the kitchen, saw in which state he was, she asked: "What's wrong my dear?"

"...I... I don't know" Jaehyun sighed and let himself sink more into the comfy couch. "Who do I have to stab?" She asked jokingly and held the knife higher while laughing.

"What was it like when you fell in love with dad?" Jaehyun stared holes into the air while he blurted out the question.

"Oh dear, let's talk. Just a second." Jaehyun's mum said, shoved the prepared meal in the oven. She then boiled water and took out two cups.

When it was done, she settled herself next to Jaehyun at the couch while handing him the fresh cooked tea. It was black tea, Jaehyun's favourite.

"... so when I met your father, I was around your age. As you might know, I never felt anything. And when... when I met him... I felt like the uncompleted and emptiness got completed and filled. I felt so... warm and alive, something I've never felt before." Jaehyun's mother explained, taking a sip of the tea at the end of her little speech.

"And I'm sure my son, you'll find somebody who saves you, who fixes you." She looked into her son's eyes.

"I know. And I think I found him." The brown hair admitted while observing his hands being wrapped around the warm cup.

"That's great to hear. I know you need him. But remember, don't do anything stupid. I wish someone gave me that advice back than-" She began but was interrupted by the sound of the key opening the front door. Jaehyun always found it odd how his mother never talked about things like that in front of his father.

"We'll talk another time. Dinner is ready anyway." His mum smiled, patted Jaehyun's head and got back to the kitchen to take out the finished dish out of the oven.

"Wow this smells amazing" Jaehyun's father commented as he stepped into the living room, the smell of the delicious food Mrs. Jung makes spreading in the house.

"How was work?" His mum asked and pecked her husband's lips before preparing everything at the table with her husband helping her.

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They finished the tasty dinner, which both Jaehyun and Mr. Jung thanked Mrs. Jung for and Jaehyun, after cleaning up, went to his room.

There wasn't any homework today so he decided to go for a quick walk. The autumn breeze surely was cold and Jaehyun, and especially his mother, didn't want him to be sick, so he put on a hoodie and a jacket. It wasn't much but it was way warmer than the clothes he wore before.

Not knowing where to go, he just randomly started walking in one direction. Surprisingly it was the exact same direction were he saw Taeyong last heading to.