"You're both hurting," Junghwan said as he strolled into the room. He sat down on a couch, crossing his legs.
"Don't you think you're taking it too far?"
Junghoon didn't bother to lift his head, eyes fixed on his sketchbook. "Aren't you busy with work or something?"
His brother grinned. "I took the day off. Mark is in charge."
The alpha raised his head, leveling him with a glare. "He doesn't know the first thing about business."
Junghwan waved a hand dismissively. "I'm sure he can manage just fine."
Junghoon clicked his tongue in annoyance, closing his sketchbook. "Don't use that as an excuse to pester me."
His brother hummed, closing his eyes. "I went to see Mother today."
"What happened?"
"I think... I'm beginning to forget what she looked like," Junghwan admitted, a thoughtful look on his face. "Does that make me a bad son?"
Junghoon licked his lips. "I don't know. We have pictures that you can look at."
