Bang, he slammed the door shut again immediately. Dane, who was standing in the hallway holding the doorknob, blinked his wide eyes.

What did I just see?

He froze for a moment, then shook his head quickly like a wet dog before fixing his gaze on the door again.

I must have seen it wrong.

Huff, after taking a deep breath, he turned the doorknob again. Unlike before, Dane opened the door carefully, very slowly, and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight that unfolded before him.

The room was exactly the same as before. Dane, realizing that he hadn’t been mistaken, turned pale and dropped his jaw.

When Dane left in the morning, the room was exactly as it had been when he first entered it. His luggage was minimal, just a backpack, and most of it was cat-related items. Because of that, after Dane left the mansion for work, the room would return to its pristine state, as if no one had used it, except for the slightly disheveled bed where he had slept. So, it should have been the same when he returned from work.

What am I looking at right now?

Dane stood there with wide eyes. The room was filled with flowers. More than all the flowers Dane had seen in his entire life combined. And they were all bright red roses. He had been working at the fire station all day, and now the room looked like it was on fire, all red. Moreover, the pale mint-colored walls were suddenly covered in white, and thin scraps of fabric and ribbons were scattered everywhere in a distracting manner.

He couldn’t believe this was real and just blinked, but the worst thing in this mess was someone sitting on the bed, looking at him.

What the hell is that?

He squeezed his eyes shut and opened them, but nothing changed. The man sitting demurely under the draped canopy on the bed, like a new bride, was definitely Grayson Miller.

That radiant blonde hair, those deep violet eyes, and above all, that flamboyant face could never belong to anyone else. And there he was, sitting primly on the bed where Dane had been sleeping until this morning.

Terrifyingly, completely naked.

With a red ribbon in his hair.

“Welcome home, Darling.”

Grayson greeted Dane in a bright voice, his cheeks flushed red in an absurd manner, with even a shy smile.

It didn’t end there. Grayson, watching Dane turn pale with goosebumps running down his spine, said,

“Since today is a special day, I’ve prepared a special gift for you. It’s me.”

So that ribbon in his hair was for that reason.

Dane blankly recalled with a horrified expression. He seemed to be smiling, truly happy and unable to contain himself. As if he thought Dane would jump into bed and shower him with kisses right now.

Dane didn’t move for several seconds after that. It wasn’t just his body that had frozen like ice. His brain also refused to function and went on strike. It was too cruel to accept this as reality.

But soon, a sense of crisis awakened his mind. Dane startled, shook his head, and strode into the room without a word. Without even glancing at the man sitting on the bed, his eyes shining with anticipation, he completely ignored his existence and walked straight to Darling, who was lying on the cushion. And without saying a word, Dane bent down, picked up the cat, and turned around. Abandoning the rest of his luggage.

“Darling, where are you going! Darling!”

Grayson called out to Dane repeatedly from behind, but he didn’t stop. The sound of approaching footsteps made Dane’s pace quicken. Eventually, they started running down the long hallway.

The loud footsteps of Dane, trying to escape this nightmare, and Grayson, trying to catch him, echoed loudly. Dane, who had hurriedly run down the stairs, inadvertently looked back at the sound of footsteps behind him and turned pale. Grayson, with only a red ribbon on his head, was chasing after him.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

A scream that Dane had never uttered in his life burst from his mouth. And then, with Darling held tightly in one arm, he swung his fist mercilessly at Grayson, who was rushing at him. With a loud thud, a large body flew and crashed.

Haa, haa.

Dane stood there, still clenching his fist, panting. And avoiding the sprawled Grayson, he moved sideways, sticking close to the wall, and after gaining some distance, he rushed back up to his room as if fleeing.

An awkward silence settled in the snack bar. Dane sat with his arms crossed, tapping one leg, while Grayson rubbed his red, swollen cheek, looking very disgruntled. Fortunately, he was dressed. Dane, who was irritably looking at his shameless face, which was no different from blaming the victim, spoke first.

“Have you finally gone crazy, or what?”

“Crazy! There’s a reason…”

Grayson tried to protest, but Dane was faster.

“If you’re not crazy, why are you sitting naked on someone else’s bed, you pervert.”

He had never seen such a filthy sight. The shock of seeing something he shouldn’t have still hadn’t faded. Dane shuddered at the memory that resurfaced, but Grayson became even more agitated at those words.

“Filthy? Filthy? Are you saying my Virginia is filthy?”

“Why were you doing that in someone else’s room when you could have done it in your own bed, and what’s with the state of the room?”

What did it matter if he stripped naked in his own room? If he had, Dane wouldn’t have been so disgusted. Why was he terrorizing someone else’s room?

But this time, Grayson had his own reason.

“Because it was our anniversary!”

Dane paused at the unexpected words. Anniversary? What anniversary?

Thanksgiving? Independence Day? Easter? Christmas?

What on earth?

Dane, who had been going through the anniversaries that came to mind one by one, looked bewildered, and Grayson declared as if he had expected it.

“It’s our 30-day anniversary.”

Dane frowned and looked at him. He had no idea what he was talking about. 30-day anniversary? What the hell is that…?

“It’s the 31st now.”

Grayson corrected himself after realizing that it was past midnight due to the commotion. Hearing those words, Dane was so dumbfounded that he was speechless. Feeling his mind go blank once again, he just kept blinking.

He didn’t know where to start or what to say. In the end, Dane only opened his mouth, raised both hands with his palms up, and then lowered them.

“…You, celebrate 30 days?”

“Yeah.”

Grayson nodded nonchalantly at the question he barely managed to ask. Dane closed his eyes tightly and opened them three or four times before he finally regained some composure. Soon, irritation surged.

“Who in the world celebrates just 30 days, you crazy bastard.”

“Of course, you should!”

Grayson retorted without losing.

“It’s weird not to, how can I not celebrate every day that I’m in love with you, and just let 30 days pass by? Do you know how much I’ve been waiting for this day? I’ve actually been holding back from throwing an event every day until now. What do you know?”

And Grayson delivered the final blow.

“You haven’t even been on a single date.”

This little…

Dane looked at Grayson in disbelief. This puppy was trying to bite his nose off because he had been too lenient. Was it time to teach him some manners? Just as he was thinking that and clenching his fist, Grayson’s bright red cheeks came into view. Dane paused for a moment, then reluctantly released the tension in his hand and let out a deep sigh.

“Why did you have to wait naked? Don’t you know what moderation is?”

When Dane turned the arrow in a different direction, Grayson unexpectedly answered immediately.

“You like that kind of thing, don’t you.”

Dane, who was taken aback by the reply as if he had already expected it, let out a short gasp of amazement.

“Am I a pervert?”

Grinding his teeth, he snapped, and Grayson silently took out his cell phone and pressed a button. He seemed to be looking for something, and soon he opened the screen and held it out in front of Dane’s eyes. What is this? Dane, frowning irritably, turned his gaze to the screen and paused for a moment.

There was a picture of Dane and Yeon-woo coming out of an adult store together.

Sweat quickly formed on Dane’s temples, and Grayson said threateningly.

“Explain this, how did this picture come about?”

By Zephyria

Hello, I'm Zephyria, an avid BL reader^^ I post AI/Machine assisted translation. Due to busy schedule I'll just post all works I have mtled. However, as you know the quality is not guaranteed. Maybe just enough to fill your curiosity.

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