"Hyung!"   "Jonghyun!"   "Hyung!"   "Jonghyun!   "Hyung! Hyung!"   "Jonghyunn!!!"   Jonghyun woke up in the middle of his nap, haunted by your voice and Taemin's. There was a light knock on his door. Thinking it was Taemin, he ignored it.    "Jonghyun?" a soft voice called.   No answer.   "Would you like to come join us for dinner?" Taemin's mom asked.   "YEAH HYUNG! COME JOIN US!" Taemin interrupted.   Jonghyun groaned and got up. He knew Taemin was going to annoy the heck out of him if he didn't go.   "So Jonghyun, tell me about yourself," Ms. Lee asked him as they were digging in at the dinner table.   "Why would you care," he rolled his eyes.   "Jonghyun." his dad said firmly.   Taemin noticed the tension so he tried to play it off.   "This is really good. Mom, your cooking skills never fails to amaze me," he smiled.   "Hold on. I have something to ask you," Jonghyun told her.   She smiled sweetly, "What is it?"   "I was wondering how you two met. This drunkhead dad of mine is always out getting drunk. Are you by any chance...." he glanced down at her tummy.   "KIM. JONGHYUN." his dad slammed his chopsticks down . "Ohh, I get it. Must be one of those online dating ," Jonghyun laughed.   Ms. Lee was speechless, so was the talkative Taemin.   "Get out of my house. Right now," his dad pointed at the door.   "Alrighty. My pleasure," Jonghyun slammed his hands on the table, stood up, and left the house.   Ms. Lee glanced at Jonghyun with a worried expression. Taemin gave her a smiled.   "I'll go after him, don't worry," he gave her a light pat behind her back before leaving.   Taemin caught up with Jonghyun after a block or two. He grabbed Jonghyun's arm but was yanked away by Jonghyun himself.   "Hyung, let's talk," Taemin tried to persuade him.   Jonghyun turned around with a smirk, "Listen. I'm not your hyung okay