Jonghyun sat in a hot spring relaxing in the hot water that was making his bones go spongy. His sunlight was blocked and he lifted his sunglasses smiling "thank you for allowing me to be here." He told her putting the sunglass back over his eyes just as she moved to get in. "You know Minji could always go to her grandparents." She suggested "no Minji's mine I already see her as my kid." Said jonghyun. "Are you gonna give her a proper umma?" She asked and he sighed rubbing his head "uh .. I don't know." He said sighing. "She needs a womens touch .. not that she isn't a lovely young lady but .. she's to used to males. Having her around those perfect males will cause high exceptations that only you and your friends can provide." She said getting a shrug as a response "good she should have high expectations she deserves nothing but the best out of whoever she loves." Said jonghyun. "True .. so you and key are fighting?" She asked. Jonghyun looked at her with a raised eye brow "how do you know?" He asked. "Because you two are usually seen together .. never one without the other." She said softly. "Those days are long over." He said frowning. "Why?" She asked. He told her the story and for a long moment there was bleak silence. "That son of a ! To say that to sweet Minji .. is .. I.. wow." She said shaking her head. ""Yeah .. I know .. I thought he would be her umma .. I just don't know anymore .. all this is to much ..I can't deal with his coldness, her sadness, and the feelings that I bottled inside its just .. a overload." He said softly getting hugged. "Get a message .. go sleep and be lazy for the rest of the day. Your exhausted in all aspects so .. this is your vacation. Re energize after all you did come to the right place." She said before getting out leaving him to his activities. He got a message before taking a nap. When he woke up he went and ate drinking. He poured beer for his parents before drinking for himself relaxing. He sighed falling asleep at the bar and the bartender carried him to his room. He then laid on the couch staring at the t.v. blankly before allowing himself to cry for his mother.