As they walked towards the club, Yun-tae glanced at Myung-woo who had been a little silent during their ride there.
And even now, he wasn't saying anything.
'Is something bothering him?' he wondered but when Myung-woo saw that he was staring at him, he smiled at him, causing Yun-tae to blush.
He looked away right away, still wondering what the distraction was. But before he could ask, he'd have to get rid of his blushing face.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat. "Hey, are... Are you okay?" he asked, his voice low with concern.
Myung-woo blinked, returning to the present. "Yeah, I'm fine," he replied, smiling once more but Yun-tae wasn't convinced.
He had seen Myung-woo's expression, the faint furrow between his brows. Something was bothering him.
They hadn't known each other for long but he was able to ascertain a bit about Myung-woo.
As they stepped inside the club, one of Yun-tae's colleagues, who wanted to welcome the guest, saw it was him and beamed a smile.
