"Yoojin? Baby why are crying?"
Was I? I didn't even realise there were tears on my cheeks. I was just washing dishes, but I guess my emotions took over.
I felt his hand on my waist, slowly turning me towards him.
"What's wrong?"
I took off the gloves, and peeked at him. He turned me to him completely and hugged me, my hands still dangling on my sides.
"Sulli's staff... was... very mean... to me..."
I couldn't talk properly. Everytime I opened my mouth I could only let out gasps. My hands went around his back, and I hugged him tighter than he did, burrying my face into his chest. I like our height difference, I can easily snuggle into his chest, and his head is always resting on top of mine, like now.
I knew it. Everyone knew how rough that woman had been having, and I knew sending Yoojin wouldn't be a good idea because I heard she kept lashing out at others. I feel terrible, I should have stopped her.
I kissed her head, then simply carried her up so her face was in my shoulder. I walked with her in my arms to our bedroom, and sat with her on my lap. I really love how tiny she is, makes her cuter than anything else.
I continue to craddle her and stroking her hair as she cried into my shoulder, until I could hear her slowly going quiet.
"Yoojin?"
Nothing. I peeked a little, and noticed her eyes half closed. I couldn't help but chuckle, and moved back a bit and laid down on my side of the bed, with her on top, stroking her hair.
"Don't worry baby. I'll make sure no one hurts you again."
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Fanfiction(under reconstruction) Yoojin wrote, every week, at the same time, She wrote about everything, But she never expected anyone to read, Especially the person, or people, her writings directed to, The ones who were the only cause of her smile and laugh...
