𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ; 2𝑗𝑎𝑒 [🅷🅸🅰︎🆃🆄🆂]

23. I see you!

"Come on, tae! Do you want ice cream? Hmm?" Jinyoung asked baby Tae who was clinging onto him. "yesh please!"

Jinyoung and baby Taeyong walked through the park, ice creams in hand. "Papa jinniejin, isn't that mr. Choi?" Taeyong exclaimed, tugging jinyoung's sleeve.

Jinyoung looked up, in fact, Youngjae sat there with a clipboard in his hands, seemingly concentrated on what he was doing.

"Do you want to go say hi?" Jinyoung asked the small baby. Taeyong nodded enthusiastically, even if mr. Choi wasn't his teacher, he thought mr. Choi was nice.

"Mr. Choi!" Taeyong yelled, running towards the teacher. Youngjae flinched, startled. He looked up to see Taeyong. "Hey Taeyong! What brings you here?" Youngjae asked the little boy who sat right next to him on the bench.

"Papa jinniejin brought me here! What you doing, mr. Choi?" Taeyong asked, tilting his head making Youngjae coo.

"I'm looking over a few school papers, Taeyongie. The weather is perfect and chilly, helps me concentrate." Youngjae explained to the younger. "Where is this 'papa jinniejin'?"

Taeyong pointed at jinyoung who was barely getting close to them. "Papa jinniejin!"

"Hello, you must be Choi Youngjae?" Jinyoung asked, finding the smaller cute. "How'd you know?"

"I'm one of jaebum's friend, he talk a lot about you. isn't that right, tae?" Jinyoung asked the little boy who sat in between them. "Yes~ he do!"

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"Have you figured out anything?" An old man asked, sitting on a velvet chair with a bodyguard on each side.

The young lady looked down and nodded.      "... yes, he's going on a date with im Jaebum." She said softly, her pretty eyes filling with tears.

"im Jaebum, huh. He's so naive, clueless. Isn't he, princess?" The old man asked the young lady, a smirk painted across his face.

"I— I don't get why we must do this—"

"You want to see your little friend again, right?" He asked her, she nodded, vulnerable to the whole situation. She wanted to see her old friend, he was separated from her when they were still kids. She needed to see him again.

"You know darling, I don't get why you do all this to see him. He doesn't care—" the old man got cut off by the young lady.

"Yes he does! He misses me as much as I miss him! He's like a brother to me!" She yelled at the old man. His smirk only grew wider, "then don't complain. You may leave."

The young lady nodded, leaving with tears running down her face.

".. I'm so sorry, Youngjae.." she whispered.

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"Should I wear this, or this?" Jaebum asked Minghao. "Eh, the second one." Minghao said, liking the second outfit better.

"Alrighty, I'm gonna go try it on." Jaebum walked into his walk-in closet. Minghao sat on the bed, peacefully.

That, of course, was cut short when the door slammed open, startling the Chinese male. "Minghao!"

"Bambam!" Minghao got up to hug the other. "What are you doing here?" He asked the Thai male.

"I heard you came over, are you helping Jaebum hyung figure out what to wear for later?" Bambam asked Minghao. "Yeah, he was frustrated. It was funny. Jun wasn't happy, though."

"Why? Jealous?" Both males chuckled. "No, he was mad Jaebum was taking away from our cuddle time."

"Cuddle time?" Bambam questioned teasingly. "Junhui is still a baby. My baby." Minghao huffed.

"But.. he's daddy in bed?"

Jaebum received a smack with a pillow, "Yah! What was that for?!" Bambam only laughed evilly, and Minghao kept saying sorry.

≫hi 💞 sorry for not updating sooner, it's been a hectic week, i sowwy 🥺💔