“Myungsoo… is that…” Sungyeol couldn’t finish his sentence when his eyes caught a pile of red things splattered all over the white tiles. He stared at Myungsoo in panic and horror. “Flower petals…”

“Yes…” Myungsoo closed his eyes, he didn’t have the courage to see the elder’s reaction. He suddenly felt weak and small. “You know what is that already, Yeollie”

Never cross in Sungyeol's mind that someone super perfect like Myungsoo would throw up petals.