"I don't know - maybe I was bored. I'm usually home alone. I live alone, I sleep alone, I eat and drink alone. It's nice to have company." Gyungho smiled as he came closer and leaned on the rails on the bed, keeping distance so he didn't scare then and dropping into a crouch so he wasn't too big. He didn't want to spook them off by being too tall and scary - that was a bad start. He looked at Yoongi, who was watching him with open suspicion, and then to Kangwoo. Not that Kangwoo had noticed him, he really didn't seem to want to do anything but colour in.

"I'm your uncle or your hyung, however you want to say it. I don't think I'm much of an uncle, I haven't been part of the family for a loooong time."

Over eight years, longer than Kangwoo had been alive. "I hear your shoulder got fucked up." Wait. Oh fuck. He closed his eyes and winced. "Messed up. Not that. Sorry. Shouldn't have cussed, I'm an idiot."