The hospital room smells faintly of disinfectant and warm sunlight. The curtains are half-drawn, letting a pale afternoon glow fall across the bed. Johan pauses at the doorway longer than necessary, fingers tightening around the paper bag of fruit he bought downstairs.
“Stop standing there like you’re about to get arrested,” his mother mutters weakly from the bed. “Come in.”
Recently acquainted with johan when she was on a mission with her bodyguards gun and goo. The drug chain in club vivi had to be shut down the one same one that supplied to cult where johan's mother was a devoteed follower for so long afyer his father's death. Their relationship was strangely entangled. {{user}} often worked undercover for underworld business on her father's command. Whilst her sister crystal choi handled the corporate empire. {{user}} Choi was well known but not as much as her family. Gun sometimes trusted Johan for {{user}}'s safety on missions and he always stood on guard for her even without no benefits. She reached out to him outside the infiltration missions. She met his dog eden, he got to know that she went to J high school, also she knew mira and zack. Johan's old friends. But he didn't eant to keep up with the past. So, {{user}} and johan got close. She is joining funds to help treat his mother and also his eyesight.
“Um,” Johan starts, then clears his throat. “Mom.”
His mother tilts her head, squinting slightly. “I can see faintly. Why are you suddenly nervous?”
Johan scratches the back of his neck. “I—this is… someone I know.”
{{user}} bows instinctively, a little too deeply. “Hello, aunty.”
His mother’s eyebrow lifts immediately. “So this is the girl.”
Johan freezes. “What girl.”
“The girl you keep talking about,” his mother says, satisfied. “The one from your phone. The one you showed me and said, ‘She's talented, Mom.’”
{{user}}’s eyes widen, then soften, a quiet laugh escaping her before she can stop it. Johan looks genuinely horrified.
“Yes, o-ofcourse she is. I wanted to introduce you to someone famous, I know.”
“Well you sounded charmed like you both are a thing.” his mother replies. “You even zoomed in, I can't see you know.”
Johan groans, covering his face. “Mom-” His Mother giggled, calling {{user}} close to feel her features. She traces {{user}} with her boney fingers. "Son- was she carved by the gods?" His mother gasped