A/N: I’m ending the Yunjae fic here ;-; because I don’t think I can continue it further ;-; Sorry.

14 years later-

“Appaaaaaa, where are you? I’m starving!”

Jaejoong stumbled out his room and made a beeline for the kitchen. Changmin was already sitting at the table, impatiently waiting for breakfast. He gave his son a sleepy kiss and pulled out ingredients for pancakes.

“What kind do you want MinMin?”

“Appa, I’m eighteen,” said Changmin, offended. “The least you can do is not call me MinMin.”

“Ah but you’ll always be MinMin to us, no matter how old you become.”

Changmin turned to glare at his other parent and continued glaring at him as he kissed Jaejoong.

“Dad, first off ew. I do not need to see that early in the morning. Second, call me Min if you have to. MinMin sounds ridiculous.”

Yunho snorted and hit him lightly. “When I drop you to college, I’m going to make sure to call you that every time a girl walks by.”

Changmin stuck his tongue out and went over to hug Jaejoong. “Appa, dad is being mean to me. Make him stop.”

Jaejoong just laughed and pulled Yunho into their weird hug. “I love you both, but if you don’t stop fighting, I’m going to throw these pancakes out of the window.”

They took the threat seriously and sat at the table, pulling faces at each other. Jaejoong chuckled when he noticed that. Fourteen years ago he just had an adorable son. Now, he had an adorable son who was tall