http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfWvhdY0yUg

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Youngjae was doing fairly well at school. You would drop him off before work and pick him up afterwards. He would blabber on for hours about his day. To others, it was annoying. But to a mother, his words were like a beautiful melody. You loved hearing him talk and it was just so cute.

You his head, fed him a cookie, and smiled as you listened to his dinosaur stories and what he had learned in school that day.

One Saturday when there was no school, you took Youngjae to practice with you. All your co-workers cooed over how cute he was. Ju Won smiled and proudly showed him to his friends. They delighted over him also. You watched with a soft smile. You twirled the ring between your fingers *I wonder if Jaejoong oppa would’ve done that, too.* You shook the thought out of your head

. You took Youngjae back to the practice room and sat him down by the mirror with a box of cookies and banana milk. You his head, “Stay here and watch mommy, okay? Remember, don’t go off by yourself. I don’t want you to get lost again.” He sipped his milk and nodded like a good boy.

You smiled, pinched his cheek, and went to practice.

 DBSK finished their performance on Inkigayo. They bowed and headed off stage. “Oppa!” Tiffany wrapped her arms around his arm. Jaejoong lightly twisted away. She frowned and hugged his arm again. He sighed and let her do whatever. “Oppa,