"very well," sooman finalized, licking his lips. he waved his hand dismissively at his son. "have your way with her, then."

the dark haired boy sighed as his father left the room, leaving suffocating silence behind. "so, hwamin." he rounded on her, his bushy eyebrows knitted on his forehead as he tried to break her seemingly strong façade. "mind telling me where it is?"

she scoffed for the umpteenth time after hearing those words. "where what is? your dad and you both are asking me about where something is, but maybe i could help if you told me what the fuck it actually is?"

he backed away slightly at her rough response, blinking in confusion, his eyebrows raising before he finally spat out a sentence.

"you sure can run your mouth."