“He’s staring in that hungry way that makes Yeonjun blush, but he also looks slightly nervous—his hands are shaking a little as he holds something out to him; arms thrusted forward suddenly, like whatever he’s holding might bite him.”
“But then a voice pulls him out of his dazed state, making him jump. “You’re turned on right now,” Beomgyu scoffs, his eyes narrowed and mouth dropped open a little bit, incredulous.”
““He was a dick, Beomgyu-yah,” he argues back, half annoyed at the situation, half annoyed at himself for being unable to stop staring at Beomgyu’s lips even when he’s pissed at him.“