"Ajeossi, can you please pinch my cheek so that I can make sure I'm not dreaming?"
Jihoon's words came out in a nervous stammer, the kind that tumbled out before he could stop himself. It was strange how he couldn't meet Ryul's eyes for more than two seconds without looking away, as if there was something surreal about him… just like a fragment of a dream.
Without a word, Ryul reached out, his fingers cool as they found Jihoon's cheek. He pinched it softly at first, but the warm texture beneath his fingertips was unexpectedly comforting. Before he realized it, he'd given it a firmer squeeze.
"Oww… Not that hard!"
Jihoon winced, stepping back as he rubbed at his tingling cheek. The scene caused Haneul to let out a small grunt of protest and peek out with a frown.
Feeling a glare directed at him, Ryul dipped his head, lips quirking into a casual smirk.
"This is the first time I'm meeting him properly, isn't it?" he commented, glancing up at Jihoon.
