"Reach out for me, and I'll reach out for you" //A Aliwoo fanfic//

//ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕆𝕟𝕖: 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥...//

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-telling the story from sang-woo's P.O.V (this isn't his first person P.O.V)-

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Cho Sang-woo. He was known as one Cho Sang-woo, the pride of Ssangmun-dong. He went to Seoul National University (SNU) to attend a business school. 

Sang-woo had came home from a business meeting from the US. He got on a bus for a ride back home. He called his mother informing him he has arrived and that he'd be home soon in half a hour since he wanted to stop by at a convince store.

"Okay, but you better come here after. I need to give you dinner, you're so skinny son, you look like you never eat properly."

Sang-woo sighed and smiled on the other end of the phone.

 "Amma, I do eat. I'm just not that hungry. It's fine, you don't really need to make me dinner-"

 "Oh stop with that nonsense. You're eating weather you like it or not, if you don't eat, I'll just spoon feed you then."

 "Fine fine, I'll eat. I'm not a child anymore you know." 

There was a pause. It caused it to be silent for a few seconds, until his mother spoke again.

 "I know you aren't. You're right. You're a grown-man now. You don't need me forcing you to do anything anymore, since you can make choices for yourself."

At that, sang-woo felt bad. His heart ached a bit when his mother's tone had soften and when she spoke quieter.

 "But I'm thankful you do amma. I'm thankful you get me to eat. Otherwise at this point I'd be pure skin and bones."

His smile came upon his face once he heard his mother laugh. He didn't like being talked to as a child or treated like one, but if it would bring happiness and a smile to his mother's face, then he doesn't mind it at all.

 "Okay amma, I got to go, see you soon."

 "Okay, see you, please be careful coming back."

 "I will don't worry, love you.

 "Love you more my son."