For someone with that kind of face, Yugyeom still thinks Youngjae can never hurt a fly. But damn, the boy just killed seven out of ten members of the first batch of the Yakuza. He can really fool anyone with that kind of smile on his face, like what he’s showing Yugyeom now.

“Are you okay?” He asks, that voice which will probably sound great while singing. He will probably never acknowledge the fact that someone as pretty as Youngjae can be this savage. “You think I’m pretty?” then, he’s using that smile number two, the innocent smile.

“Huh, what?” Yugyeom asks back, shaking his head. “You just said that you can’t believe someone as pretty as me…” He didn’t finish his sentence as he sees Yugyeom finally understanding it, blushing a little. He didn’t realize he was thinking out loud. “Yeah, you are.” He tells him the truth because there’s no point in lying anymore.

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