“What’s your name, child?”
Yunho’s eyes widen, as does his mouth but it’s too late.
“Damn it, Jaejoong.”
“Damn it, Jaejoong!” Yunho echoes as his parents’ eyebrows arch to their hairlines.
Jaejoong shrugs as he pops a thumb over his shoulder. “See? My name is Damn it, Jaejoong. That’s all he calls me so it must be my name.”
“I’m sorry for his impudence,” Yunho starts, but he stops as his mother starts to giggle, followed closely by his father though to say the man is giggling would probably lead to severe maiming.
“Oh dear, he is adorable.”
“Please don’t call me adorable,” Jaejoong implores, taking a step forward. “Yunho says if people keep calling me adorable, he won’t take my V card.”
“Damn it, Jaejoong,” Yunho growls. “Be silent!”
To everyone’s surprise, Yunho’s father starts laughing. Outright body shaking laughter.
Yunho’s mother is a little more dignified, hiding her mouth behind her hand.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Jaejoong, be silent! What did I tell you?”
“Don’t speak unless spoken to.” The teenager parrots the man’s words from earlier. “But I want to know the joke. Are you laughing at me, sir?” he turns to Yunho’s father whose amusement is still extremely obvious despite the fact that he has stopped laughing.
“I do think I’m laughing at my son.”
Jaejoong beams at the response, clapping his hands and turning with a superior sniff towards his boyfriend. “Hah! They’re laughing at you not me for once. See? It doesn’t feel very nice does it?”
Is it too melodramatic to commit seppuku?