Jongup was crying. Himchan had just left with Yongguk and Junhong was sat next to him, hugging him, but asleep. The only one awake was the strange man that had rushed to his Umma when he had collapsed. He looked at the man and tried to stop crying.

 

"Ahjussi? Why are you here?" the little boy asked. The man looked at him.

 

"I'm a friend of Daehyun's," he said, trying to smile.

 

"I've never seen you before," Jongup said, confused.

 

"Well, I'm Yoo Youngjae," the man said, extending his hand.

 

"Jung Jongup," the boy said sniffing, shaking the hand.

 

"Pleased to meet you," Youngjae said.

 

He decided he liked this boy, he was cute and polite, and was almost certain that this boy had to be Daehyun's little brother. Anyone could see that the two had similarities between them.

 

"Ahjussi? Will Umma be OK?" Youngjae looked at his love's little brother, confused. Why was this kid suddenly talking about his mother? "Ahjussi? Will my Umma be OK?" Jongup repeated.

 

"Of course. Your Umma will be fine," Youngjae replied, still confused, thinking that the kid should be more worried about his brother rather than his mother, considering that it was his brother who was in surgery, but dismissed it when one of the surgeons came out of the operating room, an unreadable expression on his face and blood covering him.

 

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Father and son!!! Yay!!!

And sorry it's short but I'm going to update again later today ~

Enjoy for now! <3