While Jihoon struggled to make sense of the man's puzzling actions, the days marched forward without mercy, ignoring the storm that churned inside him.
Ryul behaved as he normally did. Speaking the same. Never once hinting at the breathless moment they had shared. It was only Jihoon who found himself unable to meet the man's gaze for long without feeling the need to hide away.
Questions circled in his mind like restless birds.
Why?
Why??
But before any of the positive possibilities presented themselves, the darker ones always landed first.
Maybe Ajeossi had only wanted to kiss.
Or-
Maybe it was his way of offering the first– and likely the last– pieceof closeness he could give before turning away for good.
Is that it?
"Ugh… I'm getting a headache," Jihoon muttered, dragging a hand through his hair as he limped across the bedroom.
