Knowing there was someone waiting for him was a joy he understood better than anyone, and he couldn’t ignore it.
How long has it been? The boy fell asleep while listening to J’s random stories. His irregular breathing became even, and his grip loosened. Watching his chest rise and fall weakly, J stood up. Without letting go of the boy’s hand, he bent down and gently cupped his cheek with his other hand. Brushing against the bandages, he whispered softly.
“Do you know?”
“…”
“You’re my only success.”
J withdrew his hand from the boy’s cheek. A serene atmosphere surrounded them. The small sound of breathing and heartbeat. It would be nice to continue being together like this. Like a family.
He had thought that way once.
── Baek Sam (백삼), The Hunter’s Gonna Lay Low (헌터는 조용히 살고 싶다)
