Prologue

Hongjoong just sat on his bed looking at the man in front of him with an unreadable expression.

Yeah, he spent the entire afternoon at his studio, but he didn't work. Not at all.

In fact, he was feeling a little guilty because now his groupmate was standing in front of him with a worried expression when in reality he had spent the afternoon reading fanfiction of the both of them together.

And he was starting to realize... things.

He was starting to realize that if filled his heart when the older talked to him like that, or that he found him extremely beutiful, or that he was looking at his lips right now