"I know. I never cry!" That wasn't true, but he always made sure to only cry when he was alone in bed or when he hid his face so Jiho couldn't see. He wanted to be strong! He had to be, because Jiho was so sweet and soft and he needed to be like eomma for him, a little. With eomma kisses.

And right now with big, wide eyes, beaming. "Yes!" They were safe now, they could do that. "You are hurt, hyung, so you can just tell me what to do!" He was ready for instructions.