Jongin's POV

I was going dizzy watching Jin nervously flit back and forth between the bedroom and the kitchen. I can see her packing and unpacking so many things. I wanted to stop her but she was literally shaking like a leaf when I tried sitting her down on the couch. In turn, this made Jae sense her anxiety and begun making him feel fretful. I had to let her do what she needed to do to cope with her anxiety. I never thought a trip to my mother's would make her this anxious and scared.

"Jin" I sighed as I hugged her from behind while she packed a raincoat for Jae. It's the middle of the hottest summer in Seoul. She turned around immediately and buried her head on my chest. I squeezed her tightly for a second before I held her away from me so I can look her in the eyes.

"It will be alright. We can explain together." I told her, attempting to comfort her.

"I'm scared" she replied so softly I could barely hear her. I snorted a laugh.

"Well if all else fails, we hand her Jae and run for my bedroom" then I winked at her. This earned me a short giggle before she buried her nose on my chest again. I will never get tired of having her in my arms. Three fucking years. That's how much time we have to make up for. I'm an adult. With my own child. Umma will just have to accept that Jin, Jae and I are now a packaged deal.

"That's right, then will shout through the door that we're getting started on giving her a grand daughter....Oww!" I winched as Jin pinched my sides at my naughty suggestion.

"Stop it! Then she'll think I am more of a slut than I already am." She laughed at my joke. I wasn't smiling.

"Who said you're a slut?"

"That's what everybody's going to think for sure. They only have to take a look how young you and I are and how old Jae is for judgements to start coming in." Jin was sighing as she unpacked the raincoat and tucked Jae's stuffed dog in the bag.

"First of all, you are the woman I love and the mother of my child. Second, It's not our fault we fell in love while we were still young. Lastly, it's nobody's business how old Jae is. And if they dare ask me, I can just tell them to fuck off. It's not my fault that I am so irresistible."

"Speaking of which, you haven't been kissed properly yet this morning." I turned her around gently and swooped in for a kiss. Within seconds, gone was the shy girl and the sexy siren was in my arms. Jin looped her arms around my neck, and opened her lips for a passion filled kiss. Smiling, I slanted my mouth over hers to dart my tongue quickly inside hers, seeking and teasing her tongue with my own. She molded her body to mine, moaning sexily as I trailed wet kisses to her ear and neck. With my weight, I pushed her down to the bed and kissed my way down to the valley between her breasts while my hand was busy caressing the thigh she had wrapped around my hips.

"Daddy why are you on top of Mama?"

I felt like a bucket of ice was suddenly poured over me. Jin slapped a hand to her mouth trying in vain to suppress her laughter. I'm in pain.

"Remind me to buy a lock for our bedroom." I sighed before I raised my head from Jin's chest and turned my back briefly from my son. It will take a few minutes for my body to calm down from that and it might be a little too soon to start teaching Jae about the birds and the bees.

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JUNGAH's POV

It's sickening how syrupy sweet my brother and Jin are. Umma couldn't even pretend for more than fifteen minutes that she was upset about Jin's abrupt departure, hiding Jae away and leaving Jongin miserable for years. Jongin walked in with one hand holding Jin's and the other carrying his sleeping child. Baby bro was suddenly a man.

He tugged Jin over to stand in front of umma with him. Together they made broken apologies and Jin kept bobbing down for a bow. Umma was frowning, looking stern but became a puddle of smiles when Jongin placed his sleeping child in her arms.

"Umma, this is my son Jae." He told her as he kissed her head. He then guided Jin to kneel with him before her. They shouldn't have bothered. Umma forgot all about everybody as soon as Jae was in her arms. His plump baby cheeks, his tiny little fingers and his cute lips all looked like my brother's. He's a living breathing replica of Jongin.

"I'm sorry Imo....I didn't tell you.......I....I...gggot...scared..." Jin was stuttering an another apology when Umma finally turned her head to look at her. Jin flinched visibly and hung her head down.

"Didn't I already tell you to call me umma?"

"Huh?" Jongin was grinning from ear to ear while Jin just looked clueless. I was right all along. This two would end up together. Fucking unfair though that Jongin is getting married before I do. I am older after all. Jae woke up that minute and was introduced to his grandmother. Little fucker knew he had his grandmother wrapped around his finger the moment he opened his eyes.

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JIN's POV

I was prepared for the worst, but was surprised when Unnie and Imo, no scratch that, Umma, forgave us so easily. It took some explaining, and a lot of apologies but Jongin and I managed to explain everything.

We could only stay for a couple of days since Jongin had to go back to work soon and I had to start helping Mijung with her father. I also have to find a job pretty soon or my savings will not last that long. Unexpectedly, my son bonded instantly with his grandmother and the two were inseparable. Reluctantly, I left him in her care for a couple more days. My son had never been away from me his entire life. I feel lost with him.

"Don't worry. Jae's going to be just fine. It's only for a couple of days. I'll drive back with you to pick him up." Jongin rubbed my shoulders to comfort me.

"I know that. I just....I don't know. I feel a little lost without him."

"Aigoo, what am I going to do with you?" He smiled and led me sit on the couch. He sat down first and tugged me down to sit on his lap. I immediately curled myself into his arms somehow his embrace makes me feel better. We sat like this for a while. Peace. Comfort. Contentment. Home. That's what it feels like to be in his arms.

Jongin tilted my chin up to capture my lips for a kiss. I forgot two more words.

Desire. Passion. White hot passion that seems to flare hot and bright without hesitation each time this man kisses me, embraces me, seduces me, loves me. This time, I matched his kisses and caresses with my own heated response. I flicked my tongue quickly to tease his lips, briefly lapping at his own tongue. I smiled at his quick intake of breath and the subtle squirming he did as I nibbled lightly on his lower lip. I can feel his hardness pressing at my bottom.

Naughtily, I wiggled my bottom in a grinding motion. He groaned into my lips and tightly held me in his arms. I moved so that I am now straddling him as I faced him. I framed his handsome face in my hands as I rained tiny sweet kisses all over him. He was smiling adorably as his upturned face was tilted up to receive more. I was looking into his eyes when he finally opened them.

"Saranghe." I told him simply before I kissed him again. This time I poured all my heart and love in that one kiss. I want him to know I regret my rash decision three years ago, that I never stopped loving him. I felt his warm tears drenching my fingers as it trickled from the corners of his eyes. He knows. He felt it.

He tightly embraced me, kissing me back with equal passion and love. Never again will I ever willingly leave this man. He is my life.

"Jin, put your arms around my neck" he breathed in between kisses. I didn't ask why but just did as I was told. I'm too busy trying to seduce him anyway. I ended up squeaking like a mouse when he suddenly cupped my bottom and stood up. I was so surprised that I looked at him like he was crazy before I realized that he actually moved us into the bedroom. He kicked the door shut before dropping both of us down on the bed.

I laughed in joy and excitement. Sorry Jae, but your daddy's mine tonight.

Jongin had stood up by the bed to start undressing. I sat up to help Jongin unbuckle his belt while he pulled his shirt over his head. I was more eager than helpful as I fumbled clumsily with his zipper. He was smiling as he tenderly tucked my hair behind my ear, patiently waiting for me to finish what I started. I can see and feel his bulging arousal. I finally finished clumsily opening his zipper. I couldn't wait anymore so I hurriedly hooked my thumbs and fingers on his boxers and jeans and pulled both of them down. I surprised him when I managed to simultaneously pop his tip into my mouth. He hissed so loudly I thought I hurt him.

Worried, I looked up at him and found him looking down at me, his eyes dilated with arousal. I slowly slid his shaft into my mouth as far as I can take him. Then just as slowly I lightly sucked as I moved back to ease him out. He was aroused. I can taste him in my mouth, touch it with fingers, feel it with my heart.

He pulled me up quickly and plundered my mouth again with another kiss. He kicked off his jeans and boxers. This time, it was his turn to undress me. He embraced me as he reached behind me to slowly and playfully pull down the zip of my short pleated skirt. It dropped down to the floor immediately. He teased me with wet kisses on my neck and collarbone as he flicked each button on my blouse open. He eased my blouse down from my shoulders and quickly dropped that too. He unsnapped my bra and eased it away from my breast as he trailed kisses down to my navel. He pulled on the elastic of my panties and urged me to step out one leg at a time as he held it for me.

We were panting in short quick breaths as we stood before each other naked. That didn't last long before he was robbing me of my breath again. He got in the bed quickly and pulled me on top of him quickly. Wantonly, I abandoned all inhibitions and rubbed my now moist pussy over his turgid member.

He rolled both of us over so that I was flat on my back. He captured a nipple in his mouth and gently laved it with tongue. He gently squeezed that breast and suckled like a baby before paying the same attention to the other one. I was in no way quiet and kept moaning out his name while writhing like a snake in ecstasy.

He got busy trailing kisses down to my navel, slowly circling and dipping his tongue inside. But eventually he moved down to his true target and stopped a breath away from my glistening pussy lips. Lightly he trailed a fingers down both sides generously coating it with my moisture. My clit was engorged and tingling, begging for his touch. He obliged by flicking his warm tongue slowly around it while pushing his finger inside me. I was crying and begging for more but didn't care. He was taking his time pleasuring me, finding all the spots that could electrify me, he pushed in another finger before twisting his hand around to hook it as he sought and found my g-spot. I was screaming his name over and over as I had an orgasm. My thighs were still shaking and my walls were throbbing as he sheathed himself inside me.

He paused for a minute waiting for me to come to my senses before he picked up his pace. He thrusted his hardness into me at a steadily increasing rate until he was basically pounding balls deep into me. He pushed himself in one last time, hard and almost painful, his cock twitching reluctantly as he emptied his cock of semen inside me. We stayed like that for a while, him hard and buried inside me, me clenching and milking him with my walls, his arms surrounding me, his lips fused to mine and my legs wrapped around his hips.

Eventually but reluctantly he pulled out as he grew soft inside me. I felt his cum and my juices leaking out of me as he pulled out. I didn't care. That was only round one. We have the whole night.

I woke up a couple of hours later when I felt Jongin leaving the bed. I started drifting back to sleep when I thought he was just going to the bathroom. Groggily I lifted my head from the pillow when I heard him opening the front door instead. I heard some shouting which prompted me to get up and put on some clothing, which happened to be Jongin's shirt. I was rubbing the sleep out from my eyes when the shouting became louder and I suddenly heard something fall.

I hurriedly opened the bedroom door to see what all the commotion is about and found Jongin on the floor. I ran to him without much thought for myself worried at the bruise I see forming on his cheek. He quickly got up and covered me with the afghan resting on the back of the couch.
"What happened? What's going on? Are you hurt?" I asked rapidly as I tried in vain to see his injury. Jongin didn't reply instead he turned around and used his body to hide me behind him. Curious, I peeked around him to see what he was looking at.

Eight men with varying facial expressions stood before him. One was being held back by a giant redhead elf who stood beside another handsome man laughing his head off. Another tall man was holding a white fluffy dog, the other guy was looking at everyone like he's planning a murder. A handsome man with dimples was looking both confused and concerned, if that was possible. The last two stood slightly behind talking to each other like two old ladies.

EXO's in my house and Suho is livid.

Notes

Again I warn minors. GET OUT!!! This is only for people who are mature enough to handle it.