http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unomXYb2nOQ

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He closed the door and approached you, “I-“

You stopped him, “Not here. Youngjae might wake up.” You went outside.

Jaejoong followed you. The two of you talked in front of your door.

“When did you find out?” You asked.

“Right now.” Jaejoong looked at you, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

You crossed your arms, “Would you have been happy that I kept the baby?

” “What are you talking about?!” Jaejoong shouted, totally confused.

You shook your head, “I don’t want to argue. It’s all in the past anyways.” You started to go in but he grabbed your wrist, “I’m not done talking.”

“What is there to talk about?” You snapped.

“A LOT!” Jaejoong said, incredulously, “You have MY SON! And for 5 freaking years, I didn’t know he existed. I didn’t even know where YOU were.”

You looked away *And whose fault is that?*

Jaejoong sighed and smoothed his face. He looked at you, “So what’s going to happen?” You furrowed your eyebrows, “What are you talking about. Nothing’s going to ‘happen’.”

Jaejoong stared at you in disbelief, “We’re talking about our son in there- he has my blood.” “So?” You stubbornly asked.

“I’m his father.” Jaejoong took your hand, “Therefore, I belong with him. I belong with you.”

You yanked your hand away, “Don’t you dare use my son as an excuse to get back together!”

“~~~-“

“You heartbreaking son of a-“

“Mommy.” A voice called. You and Jaejoong whirled your heads to the door. Youngjae was rubbing his eyes and blinking up at you. He was gripping his teddy bear in one hand. Youngjae pointed at Jaejoong, “Oh, it’s ahjusshi.”

Jaejoong softened *Not ahjusshi. It’s daddy.* You quickly walked over to Youngjae and stooped down.