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"Her name is Elizabeth the 3rd."

Jisung frowned in disappointment. "I don't like cats. Their fur is annoying and they poop everywhere."

"Right, and that's the reason I bought her." She cupped his side with her warmth. She whispered, "So she'll behave. In order to accomplish that, we have to teach her."

"Isn't Elizabeth just an animal? Teaching her not to poop everywhere is harder than it is to teach a baby."

She planted a soft kiss on Jisung's forehead. "Be it an animal or a human, everything's fixable. Elizabeth the 3rd isn't just a cat. One day, you'll realize what a good companion she is."

"But—"

"I know. Having a cat out of the blue is not a very convenient thing for someone like you. That's why you don't have to worry."

"Why?" he questioned.

"Your father will help you take care of Elizabeth the 3rd. Besides, he's a cat lover."

Will he? He doesn't even care about me, or so his head spoke to him.

"Sung-ie, we have arrived," Minho reported while turning off the engine.

Jisung flinched the moment he felt Minho's hand on his shoulder. He had been spacing out during the whole ride in Minho's car. His hands were still clutching tightly to the flower bouquet they had bought beforehand.

"Hyung, why do you love cats?" He asked when his hands were putting off the safety belt.

"What's with the absurd question..." He scratched his head, totally not immersed in the moment.

"Answer me!"

"Alright. Chill there, baby squirrel." Jisung shot him a glare upon the given nickname. It seemed for him that his boyfriend wasn't thriving with the nickname, though it sounded cute in his head.

"Cats are very cute, especially their meowing whenever they're asking for food. Plus, their fur is so fluffy, you just can't get enough of it," he explained with his heart. "I mean... I have three cats at the moment, but I often feel like I need more."

"Then why don't you buy more cats?"

Minho grinned in satisfaction. Pulling their body closer as he inched forward. His head leaned on Jisung's shoulder—whispering, "Because I've found myself another cat. The most beautiful one in this world." Jisung gulped his own saliva upon understanding the meaning behind his words. Jisung leaned back which resulted him with a headache.

Shit. I forgot that we're in a car. Ouchie, that fucking hurts.

Getting back to his senses, he hid his embarrassment for later and change the topic. "Ah, where are we? This isn't your house, is it?"

Minho scooted away. "It's a special place." Minho left the car and so did he.

"The Daffodils... they're gonna love it."

"Who?"

"My parents."

The atmosphere turned quiet within a mere sentence. Two words to be exact. The boys avoided eye-contact, although they could feel each other's presence by the sound of fallen leaf which got crushed as they walked in silence.

As soon as they arrived at the graveyard, Minho's heart clenched. Jisung could feel the same feeling he's going through. Seeing Minho searched for his parents' tombstone with a slight smile on his face made him realize how strong Minho was. If he was in Minho's position, he was certain that he couldn't hold his tears, furthermore putting on a smile. The loneliness must've felt crazy to be described in words.

But the smile perfectly described his true feelings.

"There you are, Mom and Dad." Jisung followed Minho to the cemetery. Today's weather was perfect for an ice-cream date, instead they went to visit history.

Jisung put the Daffodils on the grave, decorating it with his skill. The daffodils were arranged into a heart-shape decoration. The brightness of the Daffodils matched beautifully with the brown soil. Minho was proud of Jisung's inner artist skill, but Jisung was more proud of Minho for holding on.

"Mom, Dad. I want to introduce you to Jisung." Minho's voice sounded weak, his eyes was glimmering though he's smiling.

Minho held back his tears. "I'm sorry that I haven't told you guys that I'm dating him. I don't know how you guys would react if you found out my sexuality, but let me ensure you that Jisung is a nice guy."

Nice? Me? Jisung could already feel his head laughing to the statement in disbelief.

The boy continued, "Jisung is very caring, very kind, and very beautiful. He's been helping me thus far without even knowing that he did. He even choose the flowers himself and it looks beautiful, just like him."

"I guarantee that you guys will love him, just like how you guys love each other to death." Minho's smile was starting to drop. "You guys even planned on dying together. Isn't it the true meaning of unconditional love?"

"Hyung..."

"I hope you guys are having a good time wherever you are now. Don't worry about me. Auntie is taking good care of me, though she can't be here right now. She's currently spending her time with orphans. Such an angel." The tears that he'd been holding for a long time finally escaped his eyes to warm his cheeks. "Mom, Dad. I miss you so much. But above all, thank you."

Jisung embraced the boy so tightly, so he won't escape his touch. "You're strong. I may not have many informations regarding to your parents, but they must be proud to have you in this world. I love you."

His breath hitched upon hearing the last sentence. Kissing him, he said, "I love you too, Jisung."

"Now, shall we go home?"

"You're my home," Minho declared.

Jisung lightly chuckled. "You can still tease me even now. That's it, let's go home."

I'm not teasing you, Minho said in his head.

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"Your father has arrived and he's looking for you," Eunwoo announced while parking the car to the massive parking lot.

"That's bullshit." He exited the car the moment Eunwoo turned off the engine.

He ran to his mansion to find Elizabeth the 3rd. With Jumin Han on the mansion, the cat was most likely to be on his lap.

Jumin stared at Jisung. "Why does her fur looks messy? I believe Assistant Kang had given you Elizabeth the 3rd's Bible. The proper technique of combing her is written on chapter 19."

"I'm gay!" he admitted to his father.

Jumin raised one brow. "It's not polite to change the topic when I just told you about your misdoing. Manner is important, especially when you're dealing with clients."

However, Jisung was persistent. "I have a boyfriend and his name is Lee fucking Minho."

Jumin grabbed Elizabeth the 3rd's comb and performed what's exactly written on Elizabeth the 3rd's Bible chapter 19 about combing. "Lee fucking Minho? Such a quirky name."

Jisung slammed the table. "Aren't you pissed? Aren't you going to disown me for my sexual orientation?" Jumin wasn't even disappointed, he was just weirded out by his son's tantrum.

"Why should I? You love a boy, not stealing customer's money or destroying our company's reputation."

Without further thinking, Jisung hugged Jumin a little too tightly to the point Jumin couldn't breathe anymore. Being the royal bitch she was, Elizabeth the 3rd happily jumped out of Jumin's lap to witness the father and son scenery before her eyes. (gosh, I love Elizabeth)

"What were you thinking? You could be arrested for choking your relatives." Jumin sipped a large amount of wine to calm him down.

"BE THANKFUL! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity." Jisung picked up Elizabeth the 3rd, then planted a soft kiss on the tip of her nose. "I was thanking you for not being such a homophobic father. Finally you did something right in your life."

The door clicked open. Eunwoo and Jaehee Kang (Jumin's personal assistant) entered the room with a concerned look on their face.

"Excuse me for interrupting. I thought I heard loud noises, hence I come here with the thought that a war has been declared," Jaehee reported. Eunwoo nodded in agreement.

Laughing, Jisung snorted, "Don't worry. It's just family business."

The world family caught Jisung off guard. He immediately thought of Minho's parents and his own. The image of his mother smiling at him warmed his heart so much.

"You are strong."

He ate his own words. In order to coping with life is to move on. He's strong, so strong. Stronger than everyone in the mansion—at least that's what he thought was the truth. Just like Minho, he's strong. He must be.

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Oof I just realized that there are a many grammar mistakes on this story. Also wrong punctuation and spelling errors. Don't worry, I'll make sure to edit the book (refine everything, basically fix the errors) when I have finished writing it. Please bear with me owkayy! Luv y'all.

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