http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6pSn2dL7HjY&feature=related

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After Baskin Robbins, they came back to the theatre hand in hand. Jaejoong couldn’t believe how tiny- and warm- someone’s hand could be. “Where is your mom?” He asked. Youngjae pointed. They headed to the room.

You just finished rehearsal and bowed with a smile. You looked up to see Jaejoong with Youngjae. You instantly frowned. You darted over and yanked Youngjae away.

“Mommy-“ He looked up at you in surprise.

Jaejoong blinked, also stunned by your abrupt action.

“What are you doing with my son?!” You hissed

. “Mommy, don’t be mad. Ahjusshi just-“

“Go in.” You said in a firm voice.

“But-“

“Go.” You emphasized. Youngjae looked at Jaejoong. He tenderly smiled and nodded. Youngjae glanced at you then went in.

“Why do you keep hanging around me and my son?! Don’t you have better things to do?! Is SM so free nowadays?!” You snapped.

“You act like I can’t care about you.” Jaejoong said, hurt.

“You have no right to.” You sneered, “Don’t come near Youngjae again. I mean it. I’ll tell Ju Won oppa if you do again.” You headed in.

“Ju Won isn’t even his father!” Jaejoong stated. You froze. He gave you a disapproving look, “Did you think you could fool me forever? Youngjae’s father is gone.” You swallowed hard *No. He’s standing right behind me.

* “Look at the poor kid, ~