Night’s P.O.V
Later, when the atmosphere in the living room was no longer as tense and everything finally seemed to settle down, Kai guided me to his room and lent me some of his clothes for me to wear after hitting the shower.
I gratefully accepted it, so eager to finally freshen up and get ready for bed. I didn’t want to show it because Kai had been through a hell of a rollercoaster ride…but I was exhausted, mentally, emotionally and physically. But I was only holding it together for him.
Kai went into the bathroom as I changed, and when I was dressed, it was my turn to wait for him to finish washing up.
I guess it’s really true when they said that a person’s childhood bedroom could tell you a lot about themselves. Kai seemed like the average boy vying for his parents' validation—there were more awards and trophies lining his shelves than I could count with my hands.