"What do you-" Yi Jung reeled himself back without actually moving, rapidly composing his expression in that way he had that made Woo Bin want to punch his father. "You what? When did you. . ?"

"I didn't think you would particularly care." Woo Bin said, which might have been foolish - ah, the way Yi Jung's face closed off, leaving nothing but poise and distance in his pretty eyes . . . damn and doubled. "Can I show you?" he asked, holding back from reaching for Yi Jung - not just yet, no matter how much he wanted to; not until Yi Jung began to let some of those shielding layers go once more.