"Huh?"
Si Hon crouched down immediately, concern etched on his face."Woah— who made you cry?!"
Han didn't answer right away. Instead, he lowered his hands, eyes slightly red as he grabbed the book beside him and shoved it toward Si Hon's face.
"My Shadow Slave."
"D-dad!" Han's voice cracked as he pointed at it, emotion spilling over again. "This book is so amazing! The ending is— wahhhh!" He broke again, overwhelmed.
Si Hon froze for half a second.
Then exhaled.
Relief.
"Oh…" he muttered, sitting down beside him and leaning back against the shelf. "That kind of crying…"
Han nodded quickly, climbing closer before settling onto Si Hon's lap like it was the most natural thing in the world, arms wrapping around him again. "Moonless… at the end… he finally reached peak… then opened a coffee shop… because he liked it…"
"Okay," Si Hon said slowly, clearly not fully following— but his hand moved anyway, resting on Han's head, patting gently in an awkward but steady rhythm.
