— You broke a tooth, Salin.
— I'd already broken it two years ago during a fight. It's not a big deal. Just broke it again.
— You're staying the night.
— I wanna go home, Jun. — The older one grumbled, sitting on top of a hospital bed in a room that looked more like a hotel suite.
Salin pouted, clearly annoyed. He didn't see why he had to stay, he'd just chipped a tooth. A dentist could fix that.
But Jun-ho looked unshakable, leaning against the window like he had no plans of moving.
And then, a knock at the door.
Jun-ho walked over and opened it to welcome Salin's family.
— My son! — A woman's voice rang out in the room. — You're okay. — Minna said, then glanced at Jun-ho. — You look exhausted. Did my Salin give you trouble?
— Everything's fine now. — he replied, and she smiled.
