Mijun_123

Rather than fighting destiny that was already written, Ryushin preferred to follow fate. Wouldn't destiny force us if we refused, and fate would guide us if we followed it?

 No matter the identity of the mother, the most important thing for Ryushin in this world is only Kim Jangjun aka Ujang. Papa as well as the older brother to him. The only family Ryushin has in this world.


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From the very beginning, family for Jangjun was not a joy that was given to him just like that. It was something he had to protect with relentless persistence.

 Jangjun gently stroked the 14 year old teenager who was lying on his bed. He is now sitting on the edge of the bed. It seemed just yesterday that he was overwhelmed by the redness of the baby.

 Without realizing it, years have passed. The baby has now become a handsome teenager. Slanted eyes that show only one line when smiling, a swollen nose, and full lips that look sensual.

 This boy was truly a reflection of himself. It was as if he looked in the mirror face to face with the boy who liked this ice cream. It felt like Jangjun was seeing his old self now. However, there were times when he felt that this boy was not a reflection of himself, but ...

 "Don't touch me! What are you doing, heh? Are you a pedophile who wants a handsome teenager like me," Ryushin held his body tightly.

My Childish Papa

"Yurippe disappeared, Pa. I-I-I can't sleep without him. Huweee... what if something happens to Yurippe? Papa, help me find Yurippe!!" Ryushin said. His eyes started to glaze over.


 "Yurippe who? Since when does anyone else live in our house, um?"


 Jangjun frowned. He couldn't understand what his son was talking about.


 Jangjun repeated Ryushin's words. How did Jangjun know about the importance of dakimakura for a weasel like Ryushin?


 "Ah, I forgot. Which old man knows the meaning of dakimakura---"


 Ryushin's head was immediately kicked by his father.


 "It's good to say Papa is old! This Papa is not even 30 years old you know, Shin!!" Jangjun snapped.


 "Yeah, whatever! Anyway, now papa has to find a daki---uh, I mean that long pillow that I usually hug when I sleep, you know, Pa?"


 "Oh, that?" Jangjun's gaze went to the long pillow with Yurippe's character lying on the floor of his room, "Papa borrowed it earlier. Because it's the right size to hug."


 Ryushin bumped into his papa who was in the doorway, barging in. Ryushin immediately took his beloved dakimakura. In fact, Ryushin had to save for a year first, in order to get it.


 How could his father take the dakimakura, without Ryushin's knowledge.


 "Papa, this is my dakimakura! Antique, unique, new, limited edition, expensive! Since when did you like things like this, huh? Do you intend to auction them off or do you even want to sell them? Oh, no!!"


 Ryushin's mouth fell open. What an astonishing expression.


 Seeing that expression, Jangjun felt like de javu. A second later, Jangjun burst out laughing. 'How can they be that similar?' he thought.


 Ryushin pursed his lips. Ryushin was even confused by his father's behavior.


 Does being single for too long lead to mental disorders? Should he report to Aunt Jia? All this time, all he knew was that his aunt had been his father's wild handler.


 However, Ryushin's disdainful thoughts stopped when his gaze caught something.


 The tissue was lying next to his father's cell phone. There is soap there too. Oh yeah, Ryushin just realized, his dakimakura was also near the cellphone, tissue and soap earlier.


 Ryushin's eyes immediately bulged, even though all he managed to show was his inline eyes.


 "You've done the ritual, haven't you?" Ryushin asked with a probing look.


Ritual