Baekhyun's job as an Auror gets more difficult when he hears rumors of Gellert Grindelwald's army in Asia.

The sound of it snaps Baekhyun out of his own absorption: the sinewy denim-clad thigh that barely brushes his, the daily-widening shoulder that grazes his irremediably slight one, the cuts and curvature of the catlike visage that faces the screen in seeming disinterest but actual engagement. Why is it he feels that thigh, that shoulder, that gaze with ten times the keenness he does the arm of his lover that's wrapped about his neck? The right side of his lank bo