OAO | Chapter 3

It couldn’t be. The meals were ordinary when Jaeyoon was around. Sometimes, they would just eat the side dishes Kangyoon’s mother had prepared. Still, everything tasted good because the person sharing the meal was Kangyoon.

“Kangyoon has been a little soft on you for a while. This time, when you said you were hungry, he stopped recording and got up. The recording studio manager kept talking about how amazing it was that Kangyoon would interrupt a session like that.”

It seemed that the manager had managed to talk to him after just one day. For the recording studio manager, it was a surprise that Lee Kangyoon would stop recording in the middle of a session.

“I must have been a distraction.”

“Do you think Kangyoon would care if you were a distraction? If he thought you were bothering him, he’d just kick you out. Isn’t that right?”

Now that he thought about it, Jaeyoon had never been kicked out by Kangyoon. The first time he begged to stay at Kangyoon’s house, or when he asked to go out for a meal at the recording studio, Kangyoon always gave in as if he had no other choice.

“It’s the same with the other members.”

“That’s true, but the other members don’t bother Kangyoon as much as you do.”

Jaeyoon pouted at the comment that he bothered Kangyoon. It seemed that the manager thought of it that way. It wasn’t wrong. However, if Jaeyoon didn’t take the initiative to visit, Kangyoon wouldn’t contact him either. Kangyoon wouldn’t push him away if Jaeyoon visited, but he never made the first move to contact him.

It seemed like it didn’t really matter to him. He wasn’t treated special, he was just left alone because it didn’t matter.

“When you visit, make sure to contact him first. Don’t just show up unannounced.”

Jaeyoon blinked his eyes at the manager’s advice. He was already doing that, so it felt strange for the manager to emphasize it.

“Kangyoon should be dating now, too. He’s not in a public position like you, so it’s about time for him to start meeting someone.”

The thought of it reminded Jaeyoon of what happened the previous night. Kangyoon might have been with someone else, someone Jaeyoon didn’t know about.

“You don’t have to worry, Hyung. Kangyoon will take care of everything by himself.”

Jaeyoon’s tone became gruff. The excitement he had just felt seemed to crash down in an instant.

“Why? Are you jealous? Do you think someone might steal your Hyung?”

The manager, oblivious, continued to joke, scratching at Jaeyoon’s sensitive spot.

“I’m not jealous.”

“Huh?”

The manager didn’t hear him clearly and asked again. Jaeyoon muttered under his breath, but didn’t say anything more. He wouldn’t lose him to a clumsy woman or even to another Omega. He didn’t speak the words out loud, but they lingered in his mind.

“Are you meeting with HK Entertainment this week?”

The conversation shifted to the movie. The manager suggested Jaeyoon think carefully, since it would be hard to refuse if he went to a meeting with the production company.

“I’ll meet with them. But do we still have the fan club site?”

Jaeyoon asked, resting his chin on his hand while looking out the window.

“Probably. It’s not as active as before, but you, Gyuho, and Ray still do occasional broadcasts.”

“Do people still post fanfics there?”

“Hmm, I’m not sure. But if you look around, there are probably plenty of fanfics everywhere. Why ask about that all of a sudden?”

“I was thinking of checking some out.”

The manager paused and then made a realization. Jaeyoon was likely asking because of the possibility of doing a film involving Omegas and Alphas. He might want to see fanfics of that kind for reference.

“Can you find a few of the popular ones for me?”

“Of course, that’s easy.”

The manager chuckled, sensing something behind Jaeyoon’s request.

“Won’t it be awkward? Since your name will be all over it?”

“That’s not me, though.”

Jaeyoon responded lightly, but his feelings were mixed. Officially, he was a Beta, but most fanfics depicted him as an Omega. There were times when he seriously wondered if he was unknowingly releasing Omega pheromones. The manager had said it was because the fanfics portrayed his character with other Alphas in a more dramatic, romantic light.

“By the way, look for some where Kangyoon Hyung and I are a couple.”

At the extra comment, the manager burst out laughing.

“It seems like Kangyoon is the one who has the least resistance to it.”

It wasn’t just that Kangyoon had no resistance—sometimes, he had gotten vicarious satisfaction from those fanfics. When Jaeyoon first started reading them, it had been a way to kill time.

“Ha ha ha, look at this. Kangyoon Hyung confessed to me!”

Kangyoon would scowl when Jaeyoon recited the fanfic, but he wouldn’t say anything.

“Why are you reading that? Weirdo.”

It was Hanjun who truly disliked it. He criticized Jaeyoon for reading fanfics about two men, questioning the fun in that.

“Who cares? It’s their way of expressing affection for us.”

Gyuho, who was similar to Jaeyoon, would laugh it off.

“Ha ha ha. I defeated Ray Hyung!”

Jaeyoon would sometimes laugh along with him, especially when fanfics involving Ray and Junie appeared. The older members, like Ray and Junie, would let it slide because there weren’t many fanfics about them.

“Watching is fine, but keep it under control. Don’t get too into it.”

Kangyoon had once taken a fanfic from Jaeyoon’s hands and tossed it aside when they needed to leave. Jaeyoon would tease Kangyoon when that happened.

“Why? Does it bother you? We’re just that close, you know?”

If Kangyoon had looked embarrassed, it would have been cute, but he just told Jaeyoon to hurry up and get ready.

“Most of them are about me and Kangyoon Hyung.”

Jaeyoon downplayed it to the manager, but the fanfic about them was well-known among fans. The agency had sometimes instructed Jaeyoon to act a little closer to Kangyoon or even to pretend to kiss his cheek to satisfy the fans. What looked like playful behavior could be interpreted as something more serious.

Was it because of doing such things that his feelings had changed? He couldn’t tell. To be honest, he wasn’t exactly sure when he started liking Lee Kangyoon in a different way. By the time he came to his senses, no one else even caught his eye anymore.

“They say it’s one of the ‘Big Three’ fanfics. Should I get them all for you?”

The manager spoke without suspicion, assuming it was just preliminary research for a film.

“Are they all about me and Kangyoon hyung?”

“Not all. Oh, one of them is about you and Hanjun.”

“Ugh.”

Without realizing it, the thought slipped out of him. The idea of doing such things with Hanjun made him nauseous just from imagining it. While he could laugh off the idea with other members, Hanjun was different.

The manager, watching Jaeyoon’s reaction through the rearview mirror, chuckled bitterly.

“Ever since Hanjun caused trouble, he doesn’t contact any of you, right?”

“Not me. I don’t know about the other hyungs.”

Jaeyoon had never gotten along with Hanjun, to begin with. To be precise, Hanjun had always disliked Jaeyoon one-sidedly. And Jaeyoon had no reason to be friendly with someone who didn’t bother hiding their disdain. Over the years, their interaction had dwindled to the bare minimum. Of course, in front of fans, they pretended nothing was wrong, but that was only because Hanjun feigned friendliness for the sake of public perception.

“These days, I keep hearing that people have seen Hanjun around,” the manager said, his earlier playful tone gone. Just mentioning Hanjun turned the mood serious.

“If he ever contacts you, make sure to let me know.”

“He won’t. He’d rather die than reach out to me.”

They had always been at odds, so there was no reason Hanjun would go out of his way to contact Jaeyoon.

“Just in case. You never know with people.”

On the surface, Jaeyoon was the most successful member of On&On right now. The drama he starred in had high viewership ratings, and alongside the male and female leads, he was receiving offers for advertisements and variety show appearances.

“What would he even gain from contacting me?”

Jaeyoon replied indifferently. If Hanjun were to reach out to anyone, it would never be him.

The manager looked conflicted, seemingly disagreeing with Jaeyoon, but knowing the two didn’t get along, he didn’t push the topic further.

“Don’t hold too much of a grudge. Even though Hanjun caused the group to halt activities, it was just earlier than other groups. Thanks to that, you could start your acting career.”

Sensing the tense atmosphere, the manager tried to console Jaeyoon.

“I don’t hold a grudge. I don’t care.”

His response carried no emotion, and the manager glanced at him before nodding and focusing back on driving. The GPS announced they were five minutes away from their meeting destination.

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“Hey.”

As Kangyoon was about to enter the recording studio, he stopped at the sound of someone calling out to him. Seeing who it was, his already expressionless face hardened further.

“How’ve you been?”

The other person waved cheerfully and approached.

“Han Seongjun.”

The name slipped from Kangyoon’s lips. Han Seongjun, who had gone by the stage name Hanjun, was the main vocalist of On&On and had been the first member alongside Kangyoon. Kangyoon composed the music, and he sang. That was the beginning of On&On. Before the agency added other members to complete the idol lineup, the two had spent most of their time together.

Despite the question, Kangyoon remained silent, merely staring at him. It had been nearly four years since they’d last seen each other—since the day Hanjun caused the incident and left the group.

‘Something terrible happened! Turn on the news!’

Gyuho, who had been scrolling through his phone, cried out, his face pale. Ray grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Switching to a news channel, they were greeted by Hanjun’s face dominating the screen.

‘What the hell? Why is he there?’

They were set to make a comeback with a new album next week. The agency had given them free time as a last break before promotions. Some members visited their families, while others stayed at the dorm out of laziness. Hanjun had left to grab drinks with friends.

And now, there he was—on the news, not a variety show.

[This evening at around 10 PM, On&On member Hanjun was involved in a drunk driving incident, crashing into a parked car.]

Hearing just that was shocking enough, but it got worse.

[Hanjun attempted to flee the scene but was apprehended by bystanders. During the confrontation, he engaged in a physical altercation with citizens.]

The footage showed Hanjun throwing punches at someone trying to restrain him.

The members, watching the news, were too stunned to speak.

‘We’re screwed,’ someone muttered, and everyone silently agreed. With their comeback stage scheduled for the following week and their main vocalist embroiled in a scandal known to the entire nation, this was an unmanageable disaster.

As if on cue, Ray’s phone rang. The number on the screen was the manager’s. Ray licked his dry lips before answering. After exchanging serious words over the call, he hung up and immediately grabbed his coat.

“I’ll head out. Let the others know to return to the dorm.”

“I’m coming too.”

Junie, who was the same age as Ray, stood up, volunteering to join him. Ray tried to dismiss him, saying it was fine, but Junie argued that it was better for them to move together than risk more trouble by going alone. Reluctantly, Ray nodded.

“What’s going on?”

Just as Jaeyoon returned from an outing, he caught sight of Ray and Junie hurrying out without a proper greeting. He directed his question at Kangyoon, who was standing with Gyuho, both wearing grim expressions. Kangyoon’s gaze shifted toward the TV screen, prompting Jaeyoon to follow it. The news was still airing harsh criticism about frequent drunk driving incidents involving idols.

What followed, unsurprisingly, was chaos. The comeback was canceled, and Ray, the leader, became swamped with canceling schedules alongside the manager. The agency issued a formal apology regarding Hanjun’s actions, terminating his contract. Naturally, Hanjun was held responsible for paying the penalty for breaching his contract.

With blood alcohol levels high enough for a license suspension, damage to someone else’s vehicle, and even physical altercations with civilians, everything compounded into the end of Hanjun’s career in entertainment. Fortunately, there were no severe injuries, so he avoided jail time, but he was fined 20 million won for drunk driving. Separate settlements covered damages to the vehicle and compensation for the assault.

Hanjun’s case became a hot topic in the entertainment industry for a while, reigniting criticism of celebrities’ drunk driving incidents and demands for systemic solutions. The criticism extended to the entire idol industry.

The agency opted for self-reflection, and while the remaining members were blameless, Hanjun’s actions left no room for them to resume activities. Not long after, leader Ray suddenly decided to study abroad and left for the U.S., with Junie tagging along. The group’s activities were indefinitely suspended.

The person responsible for On&On no longer being able to perform under that name now stood before Kangyoon.

“Not much to ask, is there? Everyone seems to be doing well—except me, of course.”

Stopping a couple of steps away, Hanjun leaned forward, invading Kangyoon’s space.

“The kids you’ve produced songs for seem to be getting good reviews?”

It was unclear whether this was praise or sarcasm.

“Well, you always had more talent in that area anyway.”

Even Hanjun had to acknowledge Kangyoon’s skills as a producer. During their time in On&On, Kangyoon was the only one Hanjun respected in that regard.

“Gyuho Hyung seems to be thriving, even after getting married?”

This time, the sarcasm was unmistakable. It dripped with resentment—why was Gyuho still appearing on TV while he was sidelined? Though unspoken, Kangyoon could read his underlying bitterness from his tone and gaze.

“He’s not like you.”

“Oh, really now?”

“Gyuho Hyung took responsibility for his actions.”

“And I didn’t? I paid millions in fines and got kicked out of the group—doesn’t that count as taking responsibility?”

To someone like Hanjun, the fine wasn’t a significant burden. The real issue was being unable to continue as a solo artist. His contract’s termination was a given, and no agency was willing to sign someone infamous for drunk driving and assault.

“I made one mistake—just once. Don’t you think the punishment’s a bit too harsh? Meanwhile, talentless hacks are out there thriving.”

Hanjun was deeply prideful of his skills, often dismissing anyone he deemed less talented. Yet, he couldn’t stomach seeing those same people succeed while he was left behind. That resentment extended not only to other groups but also within On&On, particularly toward Jaeyoon.

“What do you want? Get to the point.”

It was clear Hanjun hadn’t come all this way just to pick a fight. Annoyed by the meaningless chatter, Kangyoon signaled for him to say what he came for and leave. Hanjun clicked his tongue in irritation at Kangyoon’s cold demeanor.

“Ha, why beat around the bush? Not like it’s necessary between us.”

Hanjun laid down the preamble, prompting Kangyoon to silently question what “between us” even meant. But he didn’t bother asking, finding it too tedious.

“Write me a song.”

A song? Most people would have immediately frowned at such an audacious request. Kangyoon, however, remained expressionless, simply staring at him. Feeling slighted, Hanjun shook his head as though fed up.

“I don’t want to beg either, but I’m desperate.”

Hanjun furrowed his brows. Kangyoon had heard rumors about a failed business venture of his from last year, where a supposed partner had fled overseas with all the money, leaving Hanjun broke.

“As you know, no agency will take me now. But I still have to make a living somehow, right? So I started a video channel recently. It’s still small, but some of my old fans found me and spread the word.”

Hanjun’s lengthy explanation hinted at his desperation. Kangyoon could already guess his intentions but continued to listen silently.

“Fans have been leaving comments asking me to sing again. I’ve been surviving on cover songs, but there’s a limit, you know? They’re clamoring for original tracks now. Sure, I could write my own, but let’s face it—you’re better at this. You always handled most of the songwriting when we were active.”

The use of we stung. Coming from the one who had made that word meaningless, it left a bitter taste in Kangyoon’s mouth.

Though Hanjun tried to subtly flatter Kangyoon’s skills, his true motive was obvious. He needed Kangyoon’s name. Despite Hanjun claiming his channel was thriving thanks to old fans, Kangyoon hadn’t even heard of it, indicating its failure. However, if the name Lee Kangyoon was attached to a song, it would attract attention.

“Find someone else.”

The rejection came without hesitation, freezing Hanjun’s expression. He clearly hadn’t expected such a flat refusal.

“You’re really going to act like this? After everything between us?”

“Between us? And what exactly is that?”

Kangyoon’s voice was devoid of inflection, his gaze sharp and unyielding. Hanjun stared at him, his face growing redder by the second.

“Ha! You’re really letting success get to your head, huh? Fine, how much do you want?”

“No matter how much you offer, I won’t write your song.”

The finality of Kangyoon’s response left Hanjun livid, his face contorting in anger.

“Why…? Is it because I drove drunk? I already paid the price for that! Didn’t getting kicked out of the group settle it?”

Hanjun, irritated, raised his voice, arguing that four years was long enough for everyone to let it go. Despite his shouting and visible frustration, Kangyoon’s expression remained unchanged, not even flickering for a moment.

“Whether you drove drunk or not has nothing to do with me.”

Hanjun lifted his head to meet Kangyoon’s cold gaze.

“Then what’s the problem?”

“Figure it out yourself.”

Kangyoon’s reasons for pushing Hanjun away weren’t related to the drunk-driving incident. As Hanjun had said, paying the price for that was his own responsibility. It wasn’t Kangyoon’s place to judge. But…

“Damn it, do you think I’m going down alone? I won’t let that guy off the hook either.”

A memory from years ago surfaced, causing Kangyoon to frown deeply.

“Go. And don’t come back. If you show up here again, I’ll report this to the company and take appropriate measures.”

“Damn it, this is disgusting.”

Hanjun spat on the ground and walked away as if he had no more regrets. Kangyoon took a short, steadying breath and opened the recording studio door. He hoped this would be the last he’d see of Hanjun. Just in case, he pulled out his phone, found a contact in his call history, and dialed.

“This is Kangyoon. Hanjun just left. …No, nothing serious, but he asked me for a song, and I refused. …Yes, I’m sure. …I thought he might go looking for Jaeyoon next, so I wanted to give you a heads-up. Please keep an eye out.”

After the brief call, he tossed his phone onto the table with a sigh. The thought of Hanjun’s shameless demand for a song resurfaced, tightening his chest. He stood still, frowning in frustration, before picking his phone back up. He opened Jaeyoon’s contact but then changed his mind, calling Jaeyoon’s manager instead.

[Well, look who’s calling first for a change! What’s going on?]

The manager sounded both surprised and concerned, as if assuming something must have happened for Kangyoon to call.

“Nothing’s wrong. I just wanted to check Jaeyoon’s schedule for today.”

The manager relaxed and chuckled.

[You’re so soft when it comes to Jaeyoon. Picking him up after he’s done, huh?]

Kangyoon had only asked about the schedule, but the manager seemed to have figured out his intentions right away. Kangyoon stayed silent, neither confirming nor denying it, and the manager quickly promised to text over Jaeyoon’s schedule.

“Thank you,” Kangyoon replied, ending the call. A few moments later, the schedule arrived as an image file in a text message.

Jaeyoon’s day included a meeting with an advertiser followed by a magazine interview, wrapping up around 5:30 p.m. Kangyoon glanced at the clock and sighed deeply. It seemed unlikely he’d get much recording done today. The manager was right: when it came to Jaeyoon, he was far too lenient. Even something as crucial as recording would take a backseat when Jaeyoon was involved.

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The magazine interview ended up taking longer than expected because they decided to add a few casual photos of Jaeyoon in his everyday life. What started as a simple shoot during the interview turned into a full-blown photo session.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Looking forward to next time, Jaeyoon.”

The journalist handed Jaeyoon her business card with a warm smile. While it seemed like an invitation for another interview after his next project, a personal note written on the back told him to contact her anytime.

It wasn’t the first time someone had subtly made a move like this. Jaeyoon merely smiled politely and accepted the card without comment.

“Good job out there.”

His manager came over and gave him a light pat on the back.

“Here.”

Jaeyoon handed the business card to the manager. As always, he let the agency handle all communications, never keeping any cards himself.

“Huh, this is…”

The manager started to tuck the card into his case but stopped when he noticed the message on the back. He frowned.

“It doesn’t matter,” Jaeyoon said with a small smile. “I’m not keeping it anyway.”

“Your popularity just doesn’t let up, huh?”

“I’m still in my prime.”

Jaeyoon tried to brush it off with a grin, but the manager didn’t join in his lightheartedness.

“Don’t let it get to your head. You’re doing great as an actor, so make sure nothing derails that.”

The manager continued to lecture him about avoiding scandals, especially during the downtime between projects when actors were most vulnerable to trouble.

“I’m not going to do anything,” Jaeyoon reassured him. “I’ll probably just hang out at Kangyoon Hyung’s place like always. And besides, I’m not exactly compatible with women, am I?”

He reminded the manager of his omega status. The man froze momentarily, likely forgetting about it since Jaeyoon rarely showed any outward signs of it.

Embarrassed, the manager tried to pivot to other advice, warning him not to rely on Kangyoon too much or to distract him from his work. By the time the elevator reached the parking garage, Jaeyoon was half-tuned out from the rambling.

“Oh, right. You head out first. I forgot to give the magazine staff a heads-up about something.”

The manager stepped off and shut the elevator doors before Jaeyoon could even respond.

What the…? He didn’t even give me the car keys.

Jaeyoon sighed in exasperation and wandered toward the parking lot, figuring his manager would eventually come back. His eyes caught a familiar black car parked a short distance away, and he froze. It was the same model as Kangyoon’s. He chuckled at himself for overreacting and turned away—only to spot someone who shouldn’t have been there, leaning casually against the car.

“Kangyoon Hyung?”

From the back, there was no way he wouldn’t recognize him. Even in the parking garage, Kangyoon wore sunglasses and turned at Jaeyoon’s call.

Leaning against the car and merely turning his head, why did he look unnecessarily cool? It seemed Kangyoon, not Jaeyoon, should be the model.

Kangyoon glanced down to check his wristwatch.

“You’re late.”

From that single remark, Jaeyoon was certain Kangyoon had checked his schedule and come to pick him up.

“Your recording? Is it done?”

“…Get in.”

It must not be finished yet. Instead of confirming, Kangyoon just motioned towards the passenger seat with a nod. Jaeyoon tilted his head, puzzled as to why Kangyoon would come to pick him up despite still having work to do.

“Is something wrong?”

Kangyoon sighed softly.

“You’re starting to sound like your manager. I was just passing by.”

“Passing by” didn’t sound convincing. It was clearly an excuse.

“Don’t tell me this is part of the ‘act’ too?”

When Jaeyoon looked at him skeptically and asked, Kangyoon responded with a baffled expression.

“The act of being a boyfriend.”

When Jaeyoon added that, Kangyoon let out a faint “Ah” and dismissed it with an indifferent shake of his head. He didn’t seem to have picked him up with that in mind.

“What the heck. I got my hopes up, thinking you were taking care of me like a real boyfriend.”

“As if.”

Kangyoon brushed it off nonchalantly. Jaeyoon, convinced it wasn’t the case, leaned back into the seat—but then Kangyoon suddenly leaned over toward the passenger side. The abrupt closeness made Jaeyoon freeze, his scent overwhelming as their proximity shrank to nothing.

“Yoon Jaeyoon.”

Kangyoon stopped mere inches away, and Jaeyoon’s eyes widened, unable to blink as they met his gaze.

“Put on your seatbelt.”

Click. The sound of the belt fastening brought Jaeyoon back to his senses. Kangyoon returned to his seat like nothing had happened.

Why was I so nervous? Of course, Lee Kangyoon wouldn’t do anything to me.

Jaeyoon felt foolish for getting his hopes up and let out a helpless chuckle. Kangyoon would never understand the rollercoaster of emotions he caused.

“Hyung, are you like this when you’re dating too?”

“Like what?”

“Casually fastening their seatbelt, showing up unannounced to pick them up.”

The thought of Kangyoon doing this for a woman didn’t sit well with him.

“I’ve never dated.”

Ah, right. Kangyoon had said before he’d never been in a relationship. But maybe he’d had a fling with someone.

“Why do you look so annoyed?”

“I’m not.”

“Look in the mirror and say that. Your face is stiff.”

At Kangyoon’s comment, Jaeyoon quickly pulled down the sun visor to check the mirror. His face looked as usual, no different from normal. He snapped his head back to glare at Kangyoon, only to see the corners of his lips twitch in amusement. So he was just teasing.

“Where are we going now?”

“To your place.”

Jaeyoon blinked, surprised. After Gyuho got married following his military service, their group’s dormitory life had dissolved. Everyone had either returned to their family homes or gotten their own places. Jaeyoon, like Kangyoon, started living on his own but barely stayed at his apartment. Filming often kept him at sets overnight, and on his off days, he practically lived at Kangyoon’s place.

Because of that, Kangyoon coming to Jaeyoon’s place was almost unheard of. Jaeyoon never invited him, and Kangyoon wasn’t the type to drop by unannounced.

“Why all of a sudden?”

It was so sudden that he couldn’t help feeling puzzled. Was it because he’d been pestering Kangyoon too much and interfering with his work? Was this his way of dropping him off and telling him not to come back?

“To get your stuff.”

“…Huh?”

There was a delay before Jaeyoon dumbly responded.

“You’ll be staying at my place throughout your break anyway, right? Underwear, clothes—it’s not like you can keep buying new ones. Bring your things properly.”

Kangyoon’s answer left Jaeyoon stunned. He had planned to shamelessly stick around even if told no, but this was the first time Kangyoon outright told him to come and stay.

“Is something going on? Like a stalker I don’t know about or something…?”

Why else would Kangyoon suddenly act like this?

“Maybe.”

That vague reply made Jaeyoon frown.

“You don’t want to?”

Want to? Of course, he wanted to! He just couldn’t figure out why Kangyoon, who didn’t usually do this, was suddenly acting out of character.

“It’s not that… I just don’t get it.”

Mumbling to himself, Jaeyoon felt Kangyoon reach over and lightly tap his head.

“You said you’d be staying at my place anyway. I’m just telling you to do it properly.”