Hanbin is like oxygen. Like water. The food Jiwon needs to eat to stay alive. The sight he needs to see every day to make having eyes worth while. He is the desperate hunger clawing at the inside of Jiwon's stomach, trying desperately to rip itself free so it can feed on the most exquisite thing of all.

He's the cooling breeze when rising temperatures get too much. He's Jiwon's heater on nights that are too cold. Hanbin's smile warms him to the bone every time he sees it, even when it's not directed at him. His words wrap him in a blanket so soft and seductive, he has to strain to keep his eyes open whenever he hears it.

Hanbin's entire being is sensual and it calls to Jiwon like a song. Drawing him ever closer to the rocks waiting to wreak their inevitable devastation.

Hanbin is Jiwon's one true vice. His drug, his addiction. The jewel he has been forced to look at, been tempted to want, but can never touch.

And Hanbin has no idea.