count on me┃jaeyong

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❝why does johnny look so irritated?❞ mark questioned out curiosity, noticing that his son is waving happily at his friend.

❝brad is at the brink of its life.❞ also saying that the biker is pissed that he isn't able to ride his bike for a while since it's still being fixed, not knowing whether if he'll still be able to fix it.

squinting his eyes, mark was finding that vehicle quite familiar. ❝isn't that—❞

he isn't able to finish his sentence as the male beside him jolted up from his place. ❝i guess i'll have to go now. how about you, mark?❞

with a smile, mark then started to shake his head in response. ❝i'd like to stay here with him for a while.❞ he then told him after a short pause, ❝by the way, i have an event to attend next week in new york, maybe we can hang out?❞

❝no, mark. i'm there to work and be with my student, not go on a vacation.❞ approaching the gravestone, taeyong fixed the bouquet of flowers he had brought here with him.

❝it's not like i'm going to set you up on a blind date or anything?❞ mark shrugged his shoulders.

only to get a look from the older male. ❝that's exactly what you are going to do.❞

as the man from behind started to complain, taeyong decided to only have his attention to the name that's right in front of him. tracing it with his fingers, his eyes was slowly shut tight as he then felt a gentle breeze touch his face, as if it was being caressed softly. while doing so, he also place a hand on his chest and blocked every sound he can hear, just so he can focus on the heart that's beating for him.

taking a breathe in and out, he fluttered his eyes open. ❝see you in a month, and watch after the kids for me, hm? don't let taehyun get in to a fight again.❞

❝hyung! are you even listening?❞ mark was now heard after the latter had a short talk with his bestfriend.

rolling his eyes, taeyong turned around and cooed at the sight of the man's baby sun puffing his cheeks in boredom as he sat on his father's lap. he then went to them and ruffled the boy's soft hair before pointing a finger at the man. ❝don't you even use money in convincing principal moon to give me a day off in new york.❞

❝even just for one night? let's hang out!❞ the younger mentally cursed at how he knows him well despite of not being able to be together that much in the past years.

is this man for real? sometimes, it would slip inside taeyong's head that he's already a father. look at him right now, acting like a kid wanting to have candy from his mother. ❝no means no.❞

❝i'll ask permission from jaehyun!❞ mark insisted.

that made taeyong scoff with confidence, ❝as if he'll let you.❞

beginning to grumble, mark turned to where his bestfriend's name is at. ❝dude—❞

not even finishing his sentence, heck, he hasn't started saying anything yet, a strong wind came to his direction and ruined his hair which taeyong had already fixed a while ago. it might be a windy day today, or that was probably a 'no' he got from his bestfriend.

taeyong then let out a chuckle when he saw the baby sun standing up just to fix his father's hair that's now looking like a bird's nest.