“I miss eomma,” Kyungsoo just went blank when he heard Jongin’s word. His eyes widened and turned to see the kid beside him.

“I miss eomma, Hyung. Do you miss your mom?” Jongin’s always-sleepy eyes then starred straight into Kyungsoo’s.

“Hmm.. I do miss my mom, but how can I do? I just can believe, my parents are watching me from there,” the older just pointed his finger up to the roof and patted Jongin’s back.

“I know it’s hard in the beginning, but as time goes by you will find you own goal and happiness.”

There was no other word coming from them. They kept silent and only moved their hands to take and put back their cups. Kyungsoo just stared blankly to his cup, didn’t have any other thing he wanted to say and didn’t know what to do.

“Hyung, Is it okay to consider you as my mom?” the word hit Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo straightened his position and stared blankly to Jongin, “I’m not a girl. How can I be your mom?”

“But I want a mom!” Jongin whined. It was the first time he did whine and it surprised Kyungsoo.

Then, a smile was formed. His hand was up and shook Jongin’s black hair, “I can’t be your mom, but I can give you love as much as a mom to his son. Is it okay?”

Jongin stared to smiling Kyungsoo. He saw his gummy smile and started to smile and giggle together with him. Jongin didn’t know what was exactly happened to him, but he felt warmer. He thought it was because of the hot chocolate, but not only his body became warmer, his heart too.