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

Incheon International Airport, South Korea.

Kenkyo rushed to leave for the airport. Like Sun Jae's original plan and Kim Jae will take him.

However, after arriving at the airport, the flight was canceled for some reason.

"Flight 375 to Tokyo Japan will be delayed for a few days, due to a slight engine failure. Sorry for the inconvenience."

"NANI? (WHAT?). Can't go home? Yeay! Eh, cotto matte (wait a minute)... Even though, Kenkyo has gone all out with the scarf and topu that Sun Jae gave. But instead, he didn't come home! it's over in a week. Ouch ... how is it?"

"In two days Kenkyo-chan will be home. Don't worry, okay?" entertain Kim Sun Jae.

Kim Jae was still silent, his mind drifted away responding to the sudden delay in his opinion.

'There's something odd. Why do I have this feeling? I feel like de Javu,' Kim Jae thought.

Mr. Watanabe