Love.

Minji has known love. In her 29 years of living and previous past relationships, Minji has learned love, and hurt.

She sighs, running a hand through her hair. She looks over to the girls watching tv, cuddled up onto the couch, laughter in the air. She smiles.

But Minji thinks that the moment she first met her members was the moment she felt true love. True love for her members. Since the moment they first became Minx and rebranded as Dreamcatcher with two new members. It was like, love at first sight.

Minji has always and will always love them. Until they are put to rest as Dreamcatcher. The thought of it, pains Minji. Like a knife is slowly piercing through her chest and into her heart.

Her heart that has always and will always love her girls dearly.

"Minji-ya! Are you coming?" Groans come from the girls, covering their ears. Bora raises her brows, ready to jump them, tiny fists ready.

Minji comes behind the couch, chuckling before leaning down and gently taking Bora's fists into her own, dropping them onto Bora's chest who protests, struggling into strong arms. But Minji keeps her still.

Like her girls keep her alive and breathing.

She whispers, "I love you." she softly smiles at each one of them. Tears glistening in her eyes, the barely there  smell of alcohol in her breath.

Her girls. Her beautiful, wonderful, hard working girls look at her lovingly, with soft gazes.

They doesn't have to say it back for Minji to understand.

They love her too.