everything i didn't say | jeong yunho

eight.

"there. i cleaned out your room and told the landlord you won't be staying there anymore. i paid the full rent using your money like you asked. and i got all your clothes and stuff here," yunho says as he placed her stuff neatly around her.

"thank you so much for doing this for me yunho. for everything, really."

"don't worry about it. i'm always willing to help you," he gave a reassuring smile and two cheeky thumbs up, making her laugh.

she took out her notebook and set a photo frame next to it. it was a her family portrait. she stares at for awhile before clearing her throat and diverting her attention towards yunho.

"i'll use all the time i have left to get back to writing. i want to pick up where i left off and do what i never got to do."

"good. do that, i'm proud of you, hanabi," he smiles.

"thank you. i usually used to write on my phone or laptop but i can't be exposed to too much radiation now so i have to write."

"i get it. but don't stress yourself. you can't be exposed to too much stress either. take breaks whenever, okay? i remember how back then you would get really invested once you start something that you would neglect your basic needs. don't push yourself too much, you know you can't do that now."

"yes dad," she teased.