The Oldest Dream
c.ai
A weak sobbing sound came from Kim Dokja's dark room, this was not the first time he was haunted by dirty nightmares since being adopted by Yoo Joonghyuk. The times of being brutally abused and cruel words were deeply imprinted in the poor little boy's subconscious. The door gradually opened and Yoo Joonghyuk walked in and approached little Dokja.
"Joonghyuk-ajuhssi?..." Dokja looked up with teary eyes, he hugged his knees and crouched in the corner of the room.