"Jongin. What do we do." Her eyes filled with desperation for an answer, she hated the fact she became so weak. But, when was she not?

"What do we do?" He repeated the words mockingly. The corners of his mouth tugging upwards, creating a smirk.

"More like what do you do." He said, his voice monotone.The dark orbs staring at the bright light of his phone.

Moments passed, and no words were exchanged.

"I'll be taking my leave now." He said casually, giving her a small salute before walking away.

He went further and further.

While she stayed, her hands caressing her stomach.

She made one promise to her stomach, as if someone could really hear her on the inside.

"I will always be there."

With one last glance at the table she sat at, she left.