Running a hand through her hair in frustration, she shook her head as she paced back and forth in front of the other. “I can’t. It’s just–I really can’t step dad oppa.” Finally, she sat down on the floor and laid down on her back, staring up at the ceiling. In…and out. In and out. Just breathe, everything is fine. Her emotions were getting the best of her, and if she didn’t take a moment to calm down she would have a mess to deal with in just a few minutes.
It only took a little bit for her to get herself back to normal. Slowly, she lifted herself up off the ground to peer over at Jongdae with a nervous chuckle. “I’m sorry about that–I got frustrated while training, and then I started to think about how I was useless even though I know that isn’t true. My emotions were getting the best of me.”
Jongdae kept his eyes on Yeri for the whole time being since he knew there was a slight chance of a soft crying or simply a frustrated shout. Which was completely understandable considering just how much pressure she was always under and sometimes people seemed to forget she was just a sixteen year old teenager. Slightly and slowly bouncing on his chair, he remained quiet as he watched the younger female getting calmer by the minute. It was something he knew all too well, due to the fact that these random and deep mood drops happened to him as well. “Listen to me, it’s okay to feel down once in a while.” He finally said, reassuring her that those situations were normal for someone at her age, going through everything she does. “You’re quite strong yourself, actually.”
Giving a wide smile as he got up, getting closer to Yeri. “You are not useless, Kim Yeri. You are very important to the people you hold close to your heart– like me!” He raised both arms, unable to contain the soft chuckle that immediately left his lips. “You’re really worth it, daughter. Don’t let it get to you, alright?” He winked playfully in order to get her to smile or even laugh about the whole situation instead of feeling so down herself. ‘Daughter’– something Jongdae used to call her pretty often, considering the whole father and daughter kind of relationship they had, plus having the same last name always helped. “Come with me to Coex bar. We can have cupcakes. My treat!”
