BSW 295

For a moment, Tae-muk's eyes grew hazy. His mouth hung open, slack and helpless. Ho-eun gave a small laugh at the foolish expression. Startled awake by the sound of that laughter, Tae-muk cleared his throat. Then, he shifted his gaze slyly to the side and gave a short nod.

“……Yeah. It sounds nice.”

The edges of his ears were red. For some reason, Ho-eun's ears were red as well. It was because pronouncing Tae-muk's name with his own lips felt so unfamiliar and embarrassing. He lightly bit his lower lip, where the lingering sound of Tae-muk's name remained, before letting go.