The Difference

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∆This chapter is super short because it used to be a smut chapter but I felt too uncomfortable with that so I took that part down. Anywho have fun with the rest of the story :)∆
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"Uncle Nana~" The baby clinging to Jaemin's leg continues to whine. "I don't want you to go~ Mama!" He turns to Sooyun, who just smiles. "Tell Uncle Nana to stay!"

Sooyun chuckles and walks over to her son, picking him up. "Nana needs to go now though. You'll see him in a few days."

The toddler sniffles and rubs the tears from his face. "You promise?" He looks expectantly between Sooyun and Jaemin.

Smiling, the teenager pinches Chan's cheeks. "I promise Channie. But I also promised Jeno that I would make dinner tonight so we need to go back to my house." He ruffles the little boy's hair, bidding both him and Sooyun goodbye. "I'll see you later noona. Bye Channie." He steps onto the front porch where Jeno was waiting patiently.

"Chan really likes you."

Jaemin shrugs, climbing onto his bike. "What can I say? Kids love me. Now hurry up, I went to the grocery store yesterday for a reason." Jeno just laughs and follows his boyfriend down the street.

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"What are you gonna make?" Jeno asks from his perch on the counter. They had established early on that Jeno couldn't cook, so he always ended up sitting on the counter, watching Jaemin cook. "'Cause it smells really good."

"I'm making some tteokbokki, if that's ok." Jaemin looks up from the stove, smiling.

"Sounds good to me!" Jeno watches his boyfriend's every move. He loved that word, boyfriend. Jaemin was his boyfriend. No, Jaemin was just his p e r i o d. And He was Jaemin's. Jeno couldn't be happier than to have Na Jaemin all to himself. His to love, his to care for, his to touch. Jeno always figured he would end up marrying some stuck-up bitch that his parents found, but no. Instead, he found Na Jaemin on the roof of a club in late September. He found Jaemin and he kept the honey-haired boy in his pocket, always treasuring him.

"Baby, can you set the table, please? I need to plate the food." Jaemin's voice brings Jeno out of his daze and he smiles, nodding his head. He quickly grabs the plates and chopsticks, placing it all down on the table.

"Aish! Hot hot hot hot hot!" Jaemin hurriedly puts the serving dish down on the table, waving his hands in the air to cool them off.

"Did you burn yourself?"

Jaemin shakes his head and sits down. "No, I almost did though. I forget how hot that bowl can get." He gently blows on his hands before picking up his chopsticks.

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Mr. Lee's shouts can be heard from all over the house, shaking his children's' bones. "JENO IS WHAT!?"

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