Yongbok was currently in this intimate relationship with a singer (or so, he couldn't care less about his occupation). Yeah, he was charming, made good jokes, was a gentleman, and was nice in bed.

They had only met once and chatted a little, so it was definitely not official. However, the guy seemed very thrilled to get to know him (did Yongbok make that good of sex?) and even went for asking him over. Were one-night stands usually like this? Is this what Koreans always say, 'Do you want to come over for some ramyeon?'

Yongbok wasn't one to judge, as he didn't have that much experience, but sure, he still got his hopes up. Stranger danger? Hell, stranger better. What if he got to be in a long-term relationship that can induce satisfaction, relieve stress, and benefit both parties nicely equally from time to time, with a compatible partner? Sounded good when the other person also looked good.

Still, as naive as he was, Yongbok acted like a chick and nodded at his invitation. Maybe too quickly.

Going over to his so-called apartment on the nearly highest floor, Yongbok was shocked to see how the interiors of the house looked. Sure, it had strangely felt too luxurious on the outside, but this was surely not the house of a singer. Yongbok stared again at the face of the guy and recalled his name - Hyunjin. It was surely not familiar, which means he was not so famous, especially when he owned this easily recognizable-if-had-seen-once face.

But the guy smiled so beautifully that Yongbok lost his train of thought. Whatever. As long as he got to meet with this beauty. His soon-to-be (sex) partner holding his hand led them to the couch to sit and talk. His gentle touch felt as if they had been walking down an aisle, which left Yongbok in utter desperation when it was retrieved. But as soon as those plump lips of his parted, Yongbok forgot all about his annoyance the moment he heard the voice like an angel singing to his ears. Maybe he was a singer.

"After getting to know each other for a while, I thought that we were - harmonious."

Oooh. Even the words he used are fancy and metaphorical.

"So I think..." He hesitated for seconds, but as soon as he got a grip of it, the noise from his phone interrupted. Ring ring. Ring ring. He tried to ignore it at first, but his attempt was clearly in vain at the constant ringing. His lovely expression soon changed to an annoyed, kinda scary kind of look, which Yongbok felt sorry for whoever was the recipient of his rage. He looked down at the phone where the sounds were coming from and quickly recovered his temper, going back to being a sweet angel again.

"Sorry, I have an urgent call."

Yongbok nodded sympathetically, so Hyunjin urgently went away to take the call and end it as soon as possible. Though not so far, since Yongbok could still make out some of the contexts they were discussing. A song, he thinks. He didn't catch up on much of the words, yet he heard the worst ones most clearly.

"These days, it's the season where 3rachas are working on songs again, so my wife is out."

...

...?

Did he mishear, or did the man say "wife"? Weird, Yongbok supposed.

But he wrapped his head around it. Excessive amount of shoes, utensils, rooms, and far too much food for one person. These all indicated one thing - Hyunjin didn't live alone - not to mention the fancy rings on his hands. Combined with what he had eavesdropped on, he actually had a wife.

So this was why they told you not to meet up with your one-night stands.

Never in his wildest dreams had he ever had a single thought of third-wheeling an already betrothed relationship. And no, even given the chance, he wouldn't change the fact that he never committed that sin. His plate was too full to leave room for this huge mess that was only an inch away from successfully luring him into it. For sure, no. Even when the partner in crime held so many fairy-like, gorgeous, and one-of-a-kind features and sides.

After arranging these nincompoops in his mind, Yongbok was ready to leave. He could have done that earlier. However, much to his disgust for the cheating man, he still wanted to stick to his ridiculous principles and at least notify the man, after his previous warm welcome.

So Yongbok waited until Hyunjin said goodbye to the phone and placed it in his pocket, not yet returning to the couch. Then, as if having been so enraged and annoyed, he unbuttoned one-quarter of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, groaned lowly, and thought to be quietly testing his voice, sending thrills to Yongbok's spine as well as his abdomen.

Ok. Whatever this man came up with, this should be the last. Yongbok considered everything thoroughly. It was not like he had known that he had a partner, so this was not counted as being an accomplice, but rather as fraud, and he was the victim. Moreover, if another person had been put in this position, they wouldn't have had the acumen like Yongbok to register this situation.

Yongbok had this strange urge to get a taste of what Hyunjin was going to offer after his impromptu show (and once in bed with him). Before cutting ties with him completely, of course.

Lost in his thoughts, Yongbok didn't seem to notice Hyunjin's approaching, sitting down dangerously close to his side. Without any alert, the handsome man just grabbed the hand of the recently fazed one, eyes fluttering dreamily and so full of love - even his lips were somehow plumper than ever.

God, if he could have a taste of those sweets again.

"Hello, angel? Are you okay?"

Oh my, an angel is calling him an angel.

Yongbok could feel his touch burning on his skin. This was not how a not-virgin should behave. Yet, around this stunning man, Yongbok couldn't seem to gather his composure. Cheeks red and hot.

The man's long fingers wandered up to his heated cheek. Hyunjin tilted his head (dangerously) before moving closer to Yongbok's face, making him freeze in place, too shy to move.

When there was only a hair's length between their lips, Yongbok closed his eyes, waiting for whatever was coming next.

"You are hot. Is there anything wrong?"

Well, clearly, the man stopped. Of course, they hadn't reached that level of intimacy to begin with. Though they did do some ins and outs.

Yongbok shooed the thoughts away.

And for the first time, he said something.

"S-sorry, I was spacing out."

Time froze - complete silence. Hyunjin's hand was stunned. At that moment, somehow, Yongbok's flush had passed onto Hyunjin's face, more like his whole body.

Hmm?

Looking at his flustered reaction, Yongbok's eyes can't help but instinctively wander off to the man's-

Wow.

Hyunjin, in the middle of his recovery, noticed his gaze and immediately covered the spot, which was a loss.

Yongbok was surprisingly calm. All he did was place his own soft and careful hands on Hyunjin's, so naturally, his voice remained that bass but more soothing.

"I don't mind."