Papa | ᴄʜᴇɴsᴜɴɢ

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"I'm sure Han will understand. Just explain it to him very well," said Jaemin, leaning at the counter of the café.

Jisung was currently working as a cashier at the café which was two blocks away from his apartment and Jaemin was here to annoy him during his working hours, or in nicer terms, to talk to him and give his opinion about Han looking for his Papa.

To be honest, Jisung thought he could handle it well, but when Han started to ask questions about his Papa he knew he couldn't handle it. He was scared to say something wrong to his son. He was afraid to hurt Han's feelings or moreover his feelings.

"Let's talk about this later, Hyung," said Jisung. "I'm working here."

"You don't even have a customer," said Jaemin.

The café seats in the café were taken, but there are currently no customers in line to the cashier.

"You don't even order a single thing. You just came here to bug me," said Jisung that made Jaemin laugh.

"Well, at least you're not dying because of boredom because I'm here," said Jaemin proudly.

When Jisung finished his shift, he walked home along with Jaemin.

"I think Han is still too young to understand," said Jisung.

"Han is a smart kid, you idiot. For sure he'll understand the situation," said Jaemin.

Jisung sighed. "I'm afraid to hurt his feelings."

"You can't avoid that. Even if you told it to him when he got older he will still get hurt," said Jaemin and he pats the younger's back. "You can do it. Take your time."

"Thank you, Hyung. I seriously won't handle this if you're not here for me," said Jisung.

"That's what friends are for," Jaemin replied.

"We helped you raise Han and we can also help you to say the truth to him if you want," Jaemin offered his help to the younger.

Jisung shook his head in refusal. "I can do this alone, Hyung. Thank you for your help."

Suddenly, Jaemin's eyes were locked in the car in front of Jisung's apartment.

That car looks familiar. Jaemin thought.

"Jisung, do you know who owns that—" Jaemin stopped from asking a question when the person inside the car came out. Jisung was stunned at his place.

"Jisung?" Jaemin called Jisung's attention.

"Chenle..." Jisung whispered at himself.

He just said a name that he never says for three years— the name that he wanted to bury deep in his memory, the name that he wanted to forget for three years. He said the name of the person he hated for the past three years.

The guy was wearing expensive clothes just like before. He looked much more mature now than three years ago.

"Jisung," Chenle called Jisung's name and that made Jisung back into his senses.

Jisung rushed inside the apartment along with Jaemin, ignoring Chenle's presence outside his apartment. The moment that he entered the apartment, he instantly locked the door.

"Why is Dada rushing?" Asked Han innocently who was waiting for his Dada at the door.

"Are there monsters outside?" Han asked again.