Yuri's POV

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Jessica hugged my arm and looked up at me.

"What?" I asked her, since I was washing the dishes.

"When are we going to tell them?" she pouted.

I sighed, "Sica."

She pouted even more, showing me the puppy eyes. "Yuri-ah.." she whined in her high pitched voice.

I couldn't help it, I gave in, "Let's tell them after I finish the dishes."

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I called my parents to the dining table as Jessica sat beside me.

I held her hand and put it in my lap as my parents sat down.

"What's wrong, Yul?" my mother said worryly.

I sighed, "Please don't get mad."

My dad furrowed his eyebrows, "Yul, you're scaring us."

"I'm dating Jessica." I blurted.

It was silent. I hated how silent it was.

"Well?" I asked, waiting for their reactions.

"This is a sick joke, right?" my dad said, growing angry.

I shook my head, "No joke."

He pointed to me, "You're dating a girl?"

I nodded.

He then pointed to Jessica, "And this girl, is my real daughter?"

I nodded again.

He clenched his fists, "I will not accept this."

I shrugged, keeping calm, "I never said it depended on your acceptance."

He raised his hand at me, and I expected a slap.

I closed my eyes tight.

I heard it, but I didn't feel it.

I opened my eyes and saw Jessica holding her cheek, on the ground.

Okay, that's it. He crossed the line.

I stood up and shoved my dad roughly away from Jessica as I kneeled down to look at her.

She looked up at me, tears rolling down her face.

I wiped the tears and moved her hand away from her cheek, finding it all red.

I kissed the tears and her red cheek.

I turned to my dad and saw him staring at his hand.

"You crossed the line, Mr. Jung." I said angrily, clenching my teeth.

He looked at me, and I saw tears in his eyes.

"I'm so---" he began, I cut him off.

"Stop, just stop right there. I don't give a damn about your apology. You hurt my Jessica. I don't care if you accept our relationship, because you're not even my real dad."

I hit a sensitive topic, I know because he began to sob silently.

My mother looked at me sympathetically as she rubbed my fathers back.

I kneeled down and helped Jessica up, covering her with my body as I wrapped my arms around her.

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We were currently in Jessica's room.

"Sica, does it still hurt?" I asked her, hugging her waist from behind as we laid on the bed.

She shook her head.

"Look at me." I ordered.

She turned her body and I examined her cheek which was slightly red.

I looked into her eyes before kissing her cheek gently.

"Sica, you're almost 18, right?" I said softly.

She nodded.

"And you're going to move out, right?"

She nodded again.

"Let me move with you."