“Wow, you’re really cute.”

The first time Jinki hears this, he thinks that he misheard.

When he turns around, Jinki comes face to face with a tall, handsome stranger with large eyes and a small smile. Flustered, Jinki asks, “Excuse me? Were you talking to me?”

The stranger nods, humming in affirmation. Jinki’s heart picks up speed when he notices that the stranger has inched just a bit closer, enough to where Jinki can feel the heat of the taller man’s body near his side. The bar they’re seated on is spacious―there was no reason for this man to be so close—yet Jinki can’t find that he minds, not when those dark eyes are trained on him, following his every movement as the smile curling up the corners of his lips widens.