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i'm not crying,
you are skjdkx

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suyong's pov.

after about two months, it really hit me that i missed my parents. although i loved the jeong family and i was thankful to them, i couldn't shake the fact that i couldn't see them everyday.

it was hard to adjust at first. somehow, today it was just worse than ever. it was my mom's birthday.

after sending my mom several birthday wishes - which she wouldn't get until tomorrow because of the time zones - i tossed my phone aside and broke down, crying.

i was a sensitive girl, but i was strong. i didn't like to cry, and i didn't do it often. i just couldn't help it.

"suyong, dinner's ready!" gunho announced as he knocked on my bedroom door.

oh no.

i sniffled and replied, "be right there."

gunho knocked again and said softly, "you good, sis?"

i bit my lip and said a quick, "yeah."

on the other side of the door, i heard shuffling and other mumbled. abruptly, the door open, and i was screwed.

yunho closed and locked the door behind him and literally ran over to me. he hugged me and i just couldn't move. weirdly, i didn't want him to leave either.

"suyong, don't cry. don't cry. don't cry. i love you. don't cry." he cooed, more like a plead. he pet my hair as he rocked me in his arms. i felt so small, yet so protected and safe with him.

i didn't attempt to speak because my tears said enough.

"tell me what's wrong,"

"i just... miss my parents."

he nodded and squeezed me tighter to his broad chest. "i can't do anything about that, but i'm still here for you..."

i sighed and nodded. "okay."

he moved my hair and planted a soft kiss on my shoulder unexpectedly. i wiped my eyes and stared at him in awe.

"oops," he was smirking evilly. "i slipped."

i wanted to be mad at him so bad right now, but for some reason... i wasn't.

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