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“So,” Joshua started, cutting through the silence as they ate, “the contract.”Jeonghan blinked, as casually as possible, making sure to not show Joshua that he was having a minor freak out in his head. “Right. The contract. We’ll go over after we eat. I want to add something.”Eyeing him Joshua asked, “Will it be something I'm going to protest?” Because at this point they both knew that Joshua was capable of doing things. Shit storms would be easy now.“No. It’s already written in the contract mostly but I’m going to alter it a bit. I think you’ll like it much better after I change it,” Jeonghan replied, side eyeing Joshua subtly to gauge his reaction.Joshua stared hard, trying to find the lie. Well, wait that was harsh. Jeonghan wasn’t always a serial liar. The man did let Joshua cry on him. Even hit him. He backpedaled. He wouldn’t get soft here, not now, they were in the early stages of this relationship. If Joshua ever softened he’d be steamrolled and everything he wanted would be gone in a flash. Hell no. “We’ll see,” he said diplomatically.A few more spoonfuls of Jeonghan’s meager cooking and a one long gulp of orange juice later Jeonghan led Joshua to his study. The perks of your family having their own business and you working like a dog; he owned a huge five bedroom apartment. He’d have to sell this one day when he settled down and had a family. He wanted a house, with a yard for a dog, his children to play in, a garden maybe. He wanted that picturesque ideal of a family home. All he had to do was find the right person eventually.His brain immediately brought up Joshua’s image. And he quickly scrubbed it away. Jeonghan knew barely anything about the boy besides he was bratty and fragile at parts. And needed to be fed a lot. And he had sexy collarbones. He mentally slapped himself. Hong Joshua was a teenaged boy, omega or not, and he needed to grow quite a bit before he was anywhere ready to have children. Joshua was off limits for Jeonghan. Off. Limits.“Here we are,” he said, pushing in the door. Jeonghan would ignore the weird thoughts from earlier and hopefully no future thoughts would crop up about Joshua actually being his spouse not only in name but in reality as well.Joshua walked to the chair in front of Jeonghan’s desk and sat on it. “So let’s see the contract.”Jeonghan took it from a drawer and laid it out. Grabbing a pen, he said, “Do you remember that section that said we’d go on a weekly date as to keep up the charade and to at least get to know each other a bit better?”Nodding, Joshua replied, “Yea.” He also remembered that it said that Jeonghan would choose the what sort of dates they went on, which irked him but he let it slide as the contract specified that when Joshua turned eighteen here, Jeonghan would pay for the trip to the US and get married there first so Joshua could escape quicker. If they waited for a Korean one it’d be long and Joshua would have to wait until the summer and their parents would likely push an actual bonding, which wasn’t something he wanted.“Let’s rewrite that into the both of us can choose. I realized just how limiting it was if I chose all the time. And you were unlikely to be happy with my choices which would lead to us being at odds with each other.” Nothing wrong with wanting to smooth the way over for their future relationship. No ulterior motives. None at all.That was what his brain was saying anyhow. His heart on the other hand bled a little from seeing Joshua cry last night. And the sympathetic side of him, dare he say it, wanted to baby Joshua a bit. He was young and soft, and dear lord his brain. Jeonghan stopped that thought immediately.“How about it?” Jeonghan asked.Again, Joshua looked at the older man if he had any ulterior motives but he seemed genuine. “Ok.” He watched as Jeonghan scratched a few words out and wrote in the new revision.Jeonghan then got out his personal seal, inked it up, stamped it on the paper. He even took a pen and signed it for Joshua to see. Handing over the pen, he pointed at the other line that was empty for Joshua.Joshua took the pen and signed, sealing the deal between the two of them.“Let’s get you some clothes. If I send you home looking like that your dad will probably kill me. Thinking I did things with you,” Jeonghan said, gathering the contract. “I’ll give you a copy next time I see you. The exact same thing.”“Cool,” Joshua said.“Go get your stuff. And we’ll go.”Scurrying away, Joshua turned his head back; Jeonghan who looked up from putting the contract away smiled at him. Joshua put his head down, feeling a light blush on his cheeks. In the guest room, he slapped at his face. He needed to stop this blushing thing. Jeonghan was good looking but it meant nothing. He needed someone nice, caring. Someone he chose on his own.