"Jiyong?“ Seunghyun called from the kitchen.

Just from his tone of voice, Jiyong knew that Seunghyun had discovered what he’d done.

“Jiyong!”

Pretending to not having heard him wasn’t an option, Seunghyun knew he was in the living room, reading. “Yeah?”

“Oh, cut out that innocent act. I’m not buying it!”

When Jiyong strolled into the kitchen, Seunghyun stood at the open cabinet, frowning. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“And don’t you ‘baby’ me now, this is unforgivable!” Pulling an empty box of chocolate truffles out of the cabinet, Seunghyun turned, the frown making way for a sad pout.

“I’m so sorry, Seunghyun. While I was cleaning up here, I stopped by the cabinet once in a while to have one and all of a sudden…they were empty.” Jiyong made big wide puppy eyes Seunghyun usually couldn’t resist.

“All of a sudden.”

“Yeah, out of nowhere. No warning, nothing. Empty.” Jiyong wrapped his arms around Seunghyun’s waist.

“These were the truffles Daesung gave me for my birthday.”

“Sorry?”

“He brought them from Belgium.” Seunghyun looked at the empty box forlornly.

“We could go there and get new ones?”

“It wouldn’t be the same.”

Now Jiyong felt really bad. Those damn truffles were addictive. Once he tried one, he just couldn’t stop himself. He had planned to replace the box the next time he got to shop, but Seunghyun had found out too soon.

So he stepped close and