The morning sun filtered through the penthouse's large windows. Jun-ho was making coffee while Salin, wrapped in a bathrobe, scrolled through his phone screen, leaning against the marble island.
Suddenly, Salin's eyes lit up and he let out a genuine laugh.
— Oh, I don't believe it! — Salin exclaimed, tapping lightly on the counter. — Lucas just sent a message. He's inviting us to see his new house this weekend.
Jun-ho stopped stirring the coffee, raising an eyebrow with an expression of absolute confusion.
— Who the fuck is Lucas?
Salin rolled his eyes, but the smile remained, amused by his husband's total disconnection from any social gossip.
— Jaeho's boyfriend, Jun! — Salin explained, gesturing with his phone. — They're living together now. We have to go, it'll be great to get out of this atmosphere of...
The sharp, harsh ring of Jun-ho's encrypted phone cut Salin's sentence in half.
