It was almost bedtime.
The five of you were anxiously waiting for Jiyong to be released. Finally, he came out, haggard, cold, and hungry.
“Oppa!” You ran over and hugged his waist as tightly as possible. You started to cry, relieved to see him again.
“I’m okay.” Jiyong patted your head. The two of you sat down.
“Aren’t you hungry?” Seunghyun asked, concerned.
“I’d rather starve than eat something that woman cooked. God, I hate her so much.” Jiyong muttered. You were still holding onto his waist.
“Hyung,” Taeyang seriously whispered, “I don’t think any of us can take any of this anymore. I don’t want to see Jiyong going back into that room again and I hate seeing ~~~~~~~’s red eyes every morning. We don’t belong here. We need to leave here as soon as possible.”
“Don’t you think I know that? But I don’t know how to. If we get caught, there will be more trouble.” Seunghyun muttered.
“Still, hyung, we have to do something.” Even Daesung was pushing him.
Seungri nervously looked at the faces of his elder hyungs.
“Time to sleep.” The warden said.
You squeezed Jiyong tighter, “I don’t want to go to sleep.”
“You have to. Come on.” Taeyang picked you up and carried you to the girls’ room.
You hugged his neck, looked into his eyes, and whispered, “Oppa, can’t I just sleep with you today?” “
No,” He shook his head, “You’ll get in trouble by the warden.”
“I hate the warden.” You copied Jiyong’s words.
“ ‘Hate’ is not a good word.” Taeyang gently chided. “Where’s your blanket?”
You pointed to the one in the far corner. Taeyang gently laid you down and pulled the covers over you. He lightly patted your belly while humming a lullaby.
“What’s so funny?” Taeyang asked.
“Seunghyun oppa is like our daddy while you are like our mommy.” You giggled again.
“Muh? You-“ Taeyang began to tickle you. You thrashed while laughing.
The warden came by, “Taeyang, what are you doing here? You should be in the boys’ room.”
“Going.” Taeyang replied. He looked at you and softly smiled, “Sweet dreams.” Taeyang curled your hair behind your ear, “Don’t cry, okay? Oppas are right next door. If you have nightmares, knock on the door and I’ll come.”
“Good night.” Taeyang bent down and kissed your forehead.
You waved. His heart wrenched as he watched his little sister alone in the big room full of strange girls. Taeyang sighed and went to the boys’ room. He lay in his spot next to Seunghyun.
“Is ~~~~~~~ asleep?” He asked.
“I hope she can.” Taeyang mumbled.
The lights turned off and all was dark. Seunghyun stayed wide awake. He kept thinking and thinking. Finally, he turned to Taeyang and shook him, “You sleeping?”
Taeyang opened his eyes, “No.”
“Tell the boys we’re leaving tonight.” Seunghyun said.
Taeyang’s eyes brightened. He turned over and shook Jiyong who curiously opened his eyes. Taeyang whispered in his ear. Jiyong nodded and told Daesung who passed the message onto Seungri.
“Do you think we can successfully get out of here, hyung?” Taeyang whispered.
“I hope so.” Was all Seunghyun could say.