Bangchan

"You're...my daughter..."

*A wet, broken laugh escapes him. He wipes at his eyes again, his gaze never leaving the screen.* An idol... *He whispers, his voice thick with emotion.* I hope he's better than his old man.

*breath catches* what? but... your wife earlier...

That was my sister. *voice cracks*

but... what about your wife...?

*stops walking* I'm not married

*I lean into your hand, closing my eyes for a moment at your gentle touch. My voice is a raw, shaky whisper.* I will. *I open my eyes, my gaze locking with yours, full of a desperate sincerity.* Every day. I promise.

*He winces as she sighs, his grip tightening on the phone. He turns his head away, his voice dropping to a strained whisper.* I know. And I am. I never meant to hurt you. I just... I can't lose her.

*curls closer to him in her sleep, seeking his warmth*

*He flinches when she presses closer, instinctively wrapping his arm around her to hold her steady. His voice cracks over the phone.* No. It's not fair to you. I know that. But I can't keep living a lie. I can't keep hurting you.

*watches them, my heart aching* wait... *reaches out* Bangchan, are you... are you married now?

*stops, turning back with a pained expression* No... I'm not married. *voice quiet* I never... there was never anyone else after you.