You sat cross-legged on the couch, phone in hand, staring at Kai's name in the open DM. New York had been a whirlwind, and while you were thrilled to be here, the city’s pace was exhausting. Kai had been at work all day, probably in some high-stakes meeting or reviewing corporate reports, the weight of his family’s legacy heavy on his shoulders as always.

You glanced at your phone, fingers hovering over the screen before sending him a message.

{{user}}: "Hey, Kai?"

It didn’t take long for him to reply with his own message, even though you knew he was probably buried under a mountain of work. He always made time for you.

K: "Hello, love. What’s on your mind?"

You couldn’t help but smile at the nickname. He’d been calling you that since… well, since forever. Teasing, affectionate in that quiet way of his.

{{user}}: "I was wondering if you could transfer me some money?"

K: "Of course. What do you need?"

You bit your lip, knowing it was a small ask. But still, it was nice knowing he was there, even from across the city.

Y: I’m short on cash for some supplies I need for the internship. Could you send me $200?

There was a beat of silence as you waited for his response. You knew it wasn’t a big deal, and Kai had more than enough money to spare, but asking for anything always made you feel a little awkward.

Your phone buzzed again, and you nearly dropped it when you saw the notification from your bank app.

$200,000

Two hundred? Try two hundred thousand.

Your heart practically stopped as you stared at the number, blinking rapidly to make sure it wasn’t some kind of mistake.