Chapter 17

But even if he hated it so much that it made his fingers numb, he was willing to do it. Because Mingyu looked awfully tired today. “You’re wrong.” “Hmm?” “Not everyone in your family’s gone. I’m here, aren’t I?” Mingyu’s eyes widened as his cheek twitched. A moment later, he put a hand on Iho’s head and ruffled his hair. Normally, Iho would have swatted it away, telling him to stop. But Mingyu was wearing that crumbling smile again that Iho had seen during the day, so he had no choice but to stay still.