She had to press back a smile by pressing her lips into a thin line as his words were followed by his arms spreading. ”Jungbaba?” She repeated, her tone of voice giving away just how amused she was by the newly found nickname. Even so took a few steps closer to the other before leaning into him, her arms going around his frame for a lingering hug. Pulling back only to shoot a playful look at the other; arms falling back to her side. ”Since when are you my mother?”
The other puffed in mock exasperation, hands finding purchase on his hips as he inclined his cranium at her, “What’s that supposed to mean? I’ve always been your mother, and I will never stop being you mother. You’re going to be dealing with me for the rest of your life.”
He struck a pose, jutting out his hip one way and then the other before sticking with the latter, which he’d found the most effective.
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