— We have dinner tonight. — Jun-ho said to me while having a small snack.
I looked at him in disbelief. How can he be so casual while going out and leaving me alone every night now?
I thought he would go straight into our evening, but he… seems distant.
What happened to that fire, Jun-ho?
— What dinner? — I asked him, feeling like I shouldn't question it, after all, it should all happen on his time. But does it have to be so cold?
— My uncle's dinner. It's his birthday, and he wanted to have a small celebration. I have to go.
— Hm. Okay.
I stood up, walked toward him, noticing the piercing back in his mouth. It was taking away my peace, of course, but it made Jun-ho even more attractive. But since I accepted the contract, he stopped wearing it…
Now, out of nowhere, he put it back in. Is something going on?
With slow steps, I got close to him and hugged him from behind, trying to spark something in him.
— Salin, don't torture me. — He said.
Torture?
