[CONTENTID1]

I’m not an idiot and not a kid too!

Kikwang sat on the bed. Yoseob took a glance at Kikwang while placing his stuff on a table. They just arrived at Yoseob’s apartment after Showtime recording. “Why you’re looked so down?” Kikwang looked at Yoseob.

“Ah? No, I’m fine.” Yoseob looked at the dancer.

“Yeah, fine but I don’t see you’re fine. Just tell me if something bothered you.” Yoseob said, sitting beside Kikwang on the bed. Kikwang sighed.

“Well, I just thought over today’s recording.” Yoseob exhaled.

“Is it about that?” Yoseob looked at Kikwang who was smiling thinly. “Hey, you’re smart.”

“I know, I’m not an idiot.”

“Then?”

“Just… I’m afraid if the fans get it wrong. I mean, I’m not try to boast or anything…it’s just…”

“True fans will just accept all. Haters gonna hate but just leave them that way.” Yoseob said, patting Kikwang’s thigh. Kikwang nodded.

“Well. I know.” Kikwang smiled. “Anyway…it has been a long time we didn’t see your hat trick, right?” Yoseob smiled and nodded.

“Yup, seriously. It has been so long and really, I’m getting awkward doing it just now.” Kikwang smiled.

“But I like it.” Yoseob chuckled.

“It’s just a simple cheap trick, what’s to like?”

“Because it’s fascinating to me and of course, because it’s you doing it.” Yoseob laughed.

“Idiot reason.” Kikwang pouted.

“Hey, I’m not an idiot!” Yoseob chuckled.

“I’m not implying that wa