〚 ch: fourteen 〛

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jeongwoo stared at his coffee, which he disliked the taste of. he's currently working but finds himself dozing off, just then, junkyu came over and offered him a cup of coffee.

yesterday was something else. haruto mentioned something about going to the mall after they introduced themselves in the park, which piqued jio's interest. when jio cried to him after he had said no to the baby so many times, jeongwoo couldn't say no, and haruto's whispering to the baby didn't help. he couldn't complain after seeing how happy his son is, even his giggles were different from when he was with his uncles. jio giggled every now and then as they played at the arcade, haruto taught him, and they quickly became buddies. while jeongwoo sat on the side eating ice cream, taking pictures of them, and laughing when they both sulked when they lost. they spent the entire day in the mall, and haruto bought jio clothes and toys despite jeongwoo's refusal saying he doesn't have to. he's still a stranger to them, but he sensed something that made him trust the man. but then, he remembered something from yesterday. the man said it's nice seeing him again and even called his name when it's clearly their first meeting. it was odd but he shrugged it off, maybe he met the man somewhere but forgot.

he blushed again when he remembered how many times haruto had caught him staring, he can't help himself okay? the man was simply stunning in his pinstripe blazer with a white shirt underneath tucked in his frayed jeans. even his smile is enticing and oh, his deep voice made it even better.

"tomato" said junkyu beside him, startling jeongwoo back to reality.

he turned to face the older, who was now smirking and whispering something to
jaehyuk, who just laughed.

"huh?" he asked, puzzled.

"you're as red as a tomato jeongwoo, what happened to you?" the older teased.

his eyes widened, is he that obvious? he then furiously shakes his head as words attempt to escape his mouth.

"n- no hyung, nothing happened yesterday! we didn't go to the mall and- and he's not that attractive!"


























after he accidentally said something that the older didn't even ask, he finds himself in a cafe with all six of his hyungs staring at him. and jio sat on doyoung's lap, looking puzzled as he stared at them, wondering what they were up to.

"who exactly is it?"

"what exactly do you mean by attractive?"

"hyung, he's seeing someone?"

"finally! congrats, who is the unlucky one?"

"i'm warning you, jeongwoo."

"you know jeongwoo, you don't have to keep everything inside."


jeongwoo groaned and rolled his eyes when they bombarded him with questions, not giving him a minute to speak. he then motioned for them to stop with his hand in front of him.

"hyung, why did you call them over?" he asked and turned to junkyu who simply smiled at him.

the older then stood up and clapped his hands, everybody had their eyes on him as he cleared his throat.



"we are gathered here to-"



jihoon snorted, "cut the crap kyu, sit down. my ears hurt hearing you talk" and junkyu was fuming mad. he returned to his seat and they started their usual bickering. everyone looked away and sipped their drinks, paying no attention to them. jio, on the other hand, had sparkling eyes as and was laughing as he watched the two.

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