But words don't say it all

Salin thought he was going to have an ordinary day, but then he decided to tag along with Jun-ho, and now Christopher's questions were still circling in his mind.

Even so, when he looked at his phone and saw Hanna's message inviting him to the club, a smile immediately spread across his face.

"I think this is exactly what I need."

Salin was sure he didn't need to worry too much about how hectic Jun-ho's daily life was. As long as the younger man came home at the end of the day, everything felt fine.

At the club, Salin moved to the rhythm, his eyes gleaming under the colorful lights. The night was lighthearted, fun. Hanna and Henry were lively, laughing between drinks, while Minho stayed close, taking every opportunity to flirt when possible.

— You dance well. — Minho leaned in slightly as he spoke.

Salin chuckled, spinning around before responding:

— And I'm not even trying.