Chapter 6 Mornings had started to look different. There was sunlight spilling through Jaerim’s half-open curtains - not that he opened them himself. That was all Dohyun. The coffee table, once a disaster zone of…
Chapter 5 The café was louder than usual that afternoon. Milk frother hissing, the low hum of conversation, someone’s laughter cutting through the music. Dohyun barely heard any of it. He smiled automatically as he…
Chapter 4 Dohyun wasn’t sure when “dropping by” turned into a routine. Maybe it was the third time Jaerim didn’t bother pretending to be surprised when he showed up. Or the day Jaerim opened the…
Chapter 3 Jaerim’s apartment looked... almost worse than before. Somehow, between that night and now, a few new snack wrappers had appeared on the coffee table. But there was also a cutting board on the…
Chapter 2 Steam still lingered in the air when Dohyun stepped out of the bathroom, towel slung over his shoulders. His hair was damp, shirt sticking a little to his skin. The apartment was quiet,…
Chapter 1 The bell over the café door jingled again, and Dohyun flashed his usual easy smile before he even looked up. It was automatic at this point - muscle memory, like breathing. “Two caramel…
