My Idol Boyfriend's

71. About Jemima

"Hey.."

The hot blood instantly megalirted all over Yana's body. His throat swallowed his own saliva.

Gosh darn. Gosh darn. Oh God. What the fuck.

Inner Yana shouted uncontrollably. His voice was stuck in the throat. Yana's eyelids blinked a few times. Make sure that the person in front of him right now is Max.

"How are you?"

Max takes a seat in front of Yana. Their gazes clashed. His smile was satisfied. Seeing the confused glint in Yana's eyes made Max happy.

"What are you doing here?" Yana's voice shook.

His eyes did not fall on Max. Silently Yana continued to tighten her embrace at Jemima. Fear infiltrated his bloodstream.

"I miss you.." Answer Max plain.

Forehead Yana shriveled. He's digesting what's happening right now.

"You're in cahoots with Taejoon right?"

"Don't blame him. I've had a lot of trouble asking for his help.."

"On what basis? Whatdoyouwant?" Yana's voice was slightly raised.

"I miss you, Yana.."

Max breathed. Her chest felt tight after seeing Yana. Yana has really changed. But she's still pretty. Secretly Max glanced at Jemima who was busy eating a snack in his hand. Her cheeks are full of food. The baby occasionally glanced at Max as well. They met a few times. Max's heart is full.

Outside Max looks calm but inside he has a storm. Jemima's eyeballs are like his. Even Jemima's facial lines, lips, and nose were his. Seeing Jemima clearly now made Max's heart flinch. Jemima is his son, there is no doubt.

"How are you? You changed a lot. When did you cut your hair? You are as beautiful as ever. Why don't you call me when you go to Korea. I'm really waiting for our meeting, this is Yana.." Max normalized his voice.

Two years without seeing each other, Max is fascinated with Yana. A haircut is perfect for him. Yana has grown into a charming woman. Max's long-sleeping possessive soul is now awake. No one can have Yana, Yana is absolutely hers at any time.

"Are you done talking now? There's no reason to sit together. This was not supposed to happen. I have other business. I gotta go.."

Yana hurriedly got up from her seat by lifting up Jemima's small body. But his steps were preceded by Max. Max's body blocked his access to the door.

"Surge! Whatdoyouwant!" Yana's voice blaringly filled the room. His eyes lit up with anger.

There's only one thing

Jemima was crying because of Yana's screaming voice. The little baby was trembling. Her tears filled the room.

"I'm sorry mom. I'm sorry.."

He continued to calm Jemim down but to no avail. The more forced Jemima's cries get louder.

In that panic. Max's outstretched hand grabbed Jemima from Yana then carried her into his arms. Jemima's head was set on Max's neck. He stroked Jemima's back full of affection.

"Stt.. sttt.."

Max moved away from Yana while continuing to hold Jemima full of tenderness. He never learned to handle babies, what he just did was instinct. He also panicked to see Jemima crying loudly. Yana's pale face gave rise to that courage.

The sound of Jemima's crying subsided. His shoulder gradually turned into a smooth snoring. Jemima's breathing was already regular in his sleep.

At the end of the room Yana pecked. After regaining consciousness, Yana's body collapsed to the floor. His body was pulled by the Earth's gravity. Her tears just spilled.

The blood is thicker than water. No matter how much we refuse, what comes will come. No matter how hard we hold back, those who want to leave will definitely leave.

Jemima is Max's son. Yana forced to forget that fact. Now he sees it for himself. Jemima is very comfortable in Max's arms. Jemima's small body fits perfectly into Max's chest.

"Not crying.. Jemima is fine.."

Max bowed in front of Yana with a slumbering Jemima in his hand.

Yana's head looked up at Max. Her tears are still flowing. What is really going on now God? Do you want to show me if what I'm doing right now is wrong? I who hid Jemima from his father was a great sin? What destiny you made is God..

"Calm down. Jemima can wake up to hear your cry.."

Max returns Jemima to Yana. Jemima's small body had already moved in an instant. Max carefully asked Yana to sit on the chair.

"Stop crying Yana. think of Jemima.." Said Max while rubbing Yana's cheeks wet with tears.

There was no rejection from Yana. Yana herself feels comfortable about Max's treatment. Body shivers. A strange taste runs through the joints of his body.

"Stop crying.." Max said firmly.

Jemima just went to bed. If Jemima wakes up he will definitely cry again. Max does not want to see Jemima who cries until sobbing.

Yana nodded slowly.

"Ok.. has it calmed down?"

Yana nodded again.

"So.. is there anything you want to tell me about Jemima? I want to hear everything. Tell me everything honestly. I'm not gonna ask. So tell me what you're hiding from me, Yana.."

Max smiled looking at Yana who was wide-eyed. This time he won't let go of Yana. Max's determination is round.

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