Waited for by: leethinkingofleeknow PocketBear23 and Shaterr1se
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"So I told him that he wasn't my type."

"Ooo, I bet that just destroyed his ego."

"I could see the entitlement leave his eyes."

Right now, Jisung, and his coworker, Joshua, were talking about how a man flirted with Jisung at a bar and how Jisung rejected him.

"I wish I had been there.", Joshua said, "If anyone flirted with me, I would appreciate it."

As if on cue, a man with shoulder-length blonde hair, and a content smile on his face, came through the door of the Cafe.

"Hello, uh, are you open?", he asked.

Jisung and Joshua looked at each other, then back to the handsome man.

"Yes we are. You're our first customer of the day! Welcome to Blue Heaven!", Jisung said.

The man smiled, walking to the counter.

"What a lovely place..."

He looked at Joshua.

"...with a rather lovely staff too."

Joshua knew he was blushing, and tried to ignore it by asking the man what he wanted to order.

"What would you like to order sir?"

The man contemplated for a bit.

"Could I trouble you for an iced americano?"

"Sure. Let me make that for you."

Jisung smiled at Joshua, who was obviously liking this stranger. He decided, since there were no other customers, to go ask Mingyu what he should be doing.

As he walked away from the counter, he heard the customer introducing himself.

"And who is the order for?", Joshua asked, taking a marker to write a name on the cup.

"Jeonghan. And may I ask who is making said order?"

"My name is Joshua."

"Our names both start with J. Must be a sign."

Jisung walked into Mingyu's office.

"Hi Jisung, just the man I was looking for.", Mingyu said.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No, not at all. I just wanted to ask why Felix carried a grocery store bag filled with rocks."

"He likes to collect. I think it's cute. I did try and teach him not to use them as a weapon. Not sure if it worked."

"That's...good to know. I think."

Jisung sat down in the chair.

"I just wanted to see if there was anything you needed me to do right now."

Mingyu sighed, tapping his pen on his cheek.

"Nothing right now. But, how about this weekend?"

"Huh?"

"Saturday night. You, me, date. I know a spot."

"You know a spot? How many people have you taken to this spot?"

"Heheh, no one. It's usually a spot just for me. But...you're special. So I want to to share that with you."

Jisung smiled at him.

"So...is that a yes?"

"Yeah. I'll go on a date with you."

Mingyu couldn't contain his smile.

"But on one condition..."

"Yes?"

"I know it's your secret spot, but my big brother always needs to know where I am. So, can I tell him about it?"

"You have a brother?"

"Yes."

"Okay, sure. Tell him."

The owner and employee heard a collective noise from outside of the door.

Then, the door was pushed open by a cute little toddler.

"Appa!", Felix yelled, "Mama want talk to you!"

Jisung turned to Felix.

Mingyu stood up, just as confused.

"Mama?", Jisung asked, "Is she on the phone?"

"No, mama at counter!"

Jisung quickly stepped out of the office, seeing a woman standing at the counter.

Mingyu came out, standing by him.

"This lady is here for you.", Joshua said, stepping aside.

Jisung went around the counter, standing next to a table, where the woman walked over to him.

"What are you doing here?", he asked.

"I heard you worked here. I've been trying to get in contact..."

"I'm not getting back with you, if thats what you want. You cheated on me."

"I know that. And I am so sorry...but Jisung...there is something you need to know. And...it's rather urgent."

Jisung heavily sighed.

"What is it? And it better be worth my time, because you sure aren't."

The woman looked down.

Jisung followed her eyes, and noticed she had an envelope in her hand.

"I meant to give this to you a while ago. Before we broke up."

She handed Jisung the letter.

He opened it, reading the contents.

"Ayan...what is this?", he asked.

"It's a positive dna test."

"For...who?"

"Remember the first night we actually met? At that soccer game. It was a year before we actually started dating."

"Yeah?"

"Well..."

The door to the shop opened, and a boy just barely bigger than Felix stepped in, holding a sunflower.

"Mama, nice lady gave me flower!"

Jisung looked at the boy.

He would be wrong to say that kid didn't look like him.

"Jisung...meet Changbin. Your oldest son."

Joshua, Jeonghan, Mingyu, and even baby Felix gasped.

Changbin looked at Jisung. At just four years old, he had never seen Jisung before, seeing as his mom never allowed him anywhere around their school.

"Ayan...what the actual hell is going on?", Jisung asked, "We have had two more sons since Changbin was born! Why didn't you tell me he even existed?!"

"Back then I was scared. We had a one night stand that I thought would never reignite. When it did.. I was too afraid to reveal the truth for fear you would reject him."

"I would never reject a child of mine. Just...why now? Why bring him to me now?"

Ayan bent down to Changbin's height.

"Remember how I said mommy was going to have to leave for a while?"

Changbin nodded yes.

"You're going to stay with appa and your brothers. Okay?"

"Ayan...", Jisung said.

She looked up at him.

"Jisung, I hate to just spring this on you...but my new boyfriend...he doesn't like kids."

"So not only did you abandon Felix...not only did you abandon our infant son, who will never know you...but you're abandoning him too?"

Changbin pulled on his mom's shirt.

"You come back for me mama?"

"Sweetie...mama will come back someday. But for now...be good for appa."

Ayan stood up, walking to the door.

"Ayan! Wait! At least-"

She left through the door.

The Cafe was silent, with no one knowing what to say.

Changbin looked at Jisung.

"You my appa?"

"I...I am. And I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you little guy. But I promise from now on...I will be. You'll be happier with me."

Changbin hugged his dad, earning cheers from the staff and tiny Felix.

Mingyu walked up to them.

"So...new developments in life I see?"

"I can't seem to catch a break. Guess I'm going to need extra hours."

"Don't worry about it. I'll help you take care of your boys."

"You will? How?"

Mingyu picked up Felix, who had ran over to him.

"Well...in the days that you need a little extra help around the house...I have just the people to help you with them."

"Who?"

Mingyu turned around.

"You can come out now!"

The utility closet door opened to reveal a kind of short man with blue hair and a hazmat suit on.

"What kind of world ending chemicals do you keep in this closet?", the man asked, "I almost died eight times."

Jisung stared at the man.

"Not you...", he said.

"You know him?", Mingyu asked.

"How could I not..."

The man walked to Jisung.

"If it isn't Mr. Han Jisung. Remember me?"

"How could I forget such hair, Mr. Bang?"

"Still jealous that I managed to pull off this color?"

"You look like a cracked lapis lazuli."

Mr. Bang, former music theory instructor and tutor of Jisung, who everyone calls Chris, put his arm around Jisung.

"Am I at least an attractive one?"

"No."

"I don't like you very much."

"Good."

They all took the boys back to the kids area, thinking about the events that just went down.

"Mingyu.. you know I would understand if you don't like me anymore."

"Whoa there quokka, why the sudden insecurity?"

"Well, I already had two kids. Now...it's three. And...that can be a lot."

"Like I said, I can help you."

"I just don't want to have to depend on you for everything. You already gave me this job...I should be able to take care of my kids. But...I can't."

Mingyu stood in front of Jisung.

He lifted the boys head up so he looked him in the eye.

"You're a great father. You took Changbin in with no hesitation. You make time to take Felix to the park. You may think you're not doing enough for them...but you're doing more than some parents do for just one kid. Most importantly, you love them. Anyone with working eyes can see that."

Jisung stared at Mingyu.

The two stayed looking at each other for a few seconds.

Eventually, Jisung broke eye contact.

"Thank you, Mingyu."

"Of course. Also...I have a question."

"Yeah?"

"Are you still in school?"

"No. Why?"

"Ah, good. I thought you might have been an actual teenager."

"I was when Changbin was born, apparently. I'm still kind of shocked by that."

"As anyone would be. Well, you get back to work, I'm going to go prepare myself for step-dad duties."

"We haven't even gone on a date yet..."

"Too late. I'm their step-dad."

"Mingyu-"

"Not up for debate Mr. Han."