Once. Twice. Thrice. He can't even remember how many times he blinked while looking at his phone. 

*An hour before

"Mum where'd you get this?" He asked as soon as his eomma picked up his never-ending calls.

"It's all over Instagram, son." 

He isn't really the type to open his social media accounts that much but he was the fastest upon hearing his eomma's answer.
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But there wasn't any stories aside from her listening to Namjoo's song.

Were they kidding him? He's getting slightly annoyed by the thought.

"She deleted it a minute later." 

"If you're wondering who sent it to me it was Mommy Son, I jumped out of happiness. Your dad almost got a heart attack." 

Mommy Son? Mrs. Son? Naeun's mom? How in the world did they have each others' contact? 

"Oh son, we just happened to bumped at each other in the church, we talked then agreed to talk more in chats."

He's literally out of words. His mom and her mom? Contacting each other? Were they closed? Is she getting updates from Naeun's mom every now and then? 

"Don't overthink things son, that's all it." He heard her giggling on the other line. His mom has never been this enthusiastic, like ever...well unless it has something to do with him, his successful career and Taesun.

"Ya! Why did you bring so mu--oh wait! I'm talking to Taemin---aish sorry! Son I'll be going, get some rest and I'll bring you food tomorrow!"

Okay, what was that?

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*phone rings*

"Argh! This early really!" He protested finally answering his phone that's been ringing for hours already.

"Ya! Lee Taemin! I heard your going to Music Bank?! Do you know what time is it already?!" It was his Key-hyung! How on earth can he call him even on military?!

He checked his phone and saw 87 missed calls and 129 new messages. PLUS IT'S ALREADY 10:53 IN THE MORNING. HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE THERE BY 11 FOR PRE-RECORDING!

"Ya! Hyung, sorry gotta go!" 

"Ya! Don't 'ya!' me! He---"

Unfortunately, he has to end the call rushing straight