@bbsittingsis entering he soon sees the sight of his sister, that same butterfly feeling from when she sent him those pictures rushing through him.
“ eun – woo missed you.. ”
he says cutely, referring to himself in the third person.
of course he is. he’s a lonely and bullied child, with no parents of his own. the closest thing he has is his lovely aunt and her mean husband he refuses to call an uncle.
but he would never wanna trouble her. not with his problems,
“would you like me to speak to them? you can tell auntie if you're having any issues, honey.”
she sends a glance in his direction, a little bit worried... is he hiding something from her?
when hers are much larger and stressful on an adult. he sees the way she sighs, the way she holds her head at times as if fed up with the situations around her.
sometimes he wonders if her caring for him is just another burden, if he
he hums to himself rather plainly, thinking on the question ..
“ my teachers are kind of strict, they don’t really .. never mind. they’re alright I guess. ”
he says as he stares out the window. he doesn’t like school, the kids pick on
“mn... i must have a cold, that's all. the seasons are changing. do you like your teachers?”
she asks, buckling him in securely. then she gets in herself, buckles in and starts the car.
he gets into the car, thinking to himself as he taps his chin ..
“ i think i uhm.. have English, Math.. they’re kind of boring classes though.. ”
he explains before showing a look of concern.
“ auntie you don’t look too good.. ”
“mhm, anytime honey. what classes do you have today?” she asks, opening the car door for him.
the walk to his school is short, though her legs and head hurt... driving seems easiet than walking does right now.
there it is again, that funny feeling in his stomach .. it happens whenever he’s around her —— whenever she says or implies these things ..
his cheeks burning intensely, heart racing in his chest as he timidly looks down, trying to hide
he follows along, rather stoic as he thinks for a moment. he doesn’t like his uncle too much, he’s far less caring of him than she is.
“ i’d like to take care of you, auntie.. you deserve time to feel at ease.. ”
he says softly as
“well... maybe when you're a little bit older and you can handle it like uncle can?”
she comforts, slipping his school bag over her shoulder. she opens the front door, leading him along.
he takes hold of her hand, so soft .. hearing her say that he’s the man of the house has him thinking for a moment.
“ if i’m the man of the house, doesn’t that mean i should be taking care of you .ᐣ ”
showing concern in the way
he loves the way it feels when her fingers comb through his hair to ruffle it, his reaction best described as a puppy wagging it’s tail as he hums happily.
“ mhm .ᐟ i’m this taall now .ᐟ ”
he says demonstrating with his hands, cheeks
“uh huh, aren't you growing big?” she smiles, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. he's a sweet boy. “thank you, eun—woo.”
sunhee ruffles his hair and takes the glass of water, carefully sipping from it bit by bit.