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“I have a great idea.”
Wonbin should've known that if Sohee throws a good idea, then it's not a good idea at all.
“What idea?” Seunghan replies, still munching on his rice cake.
“Don't talk with your mouth full like that, come on,” Shotaro nags, “So, what's your idea?”
Mischievous smile appears on Sohee's face, “Let's play a game, and the loser will go to the haunted house.”
Sungchan and Chanyoung immediately reject the idea in unison. Shotaro shows a contrasting expression. He looks excited like a puppy, and he tries to convince the others to follow Sohee's idea. Wonbin just sits still, frozen at his seat. Haunted house, Wonbin wants to laugh at Sohee's ridiculous idea. He barely can watch horror movies during their movie nights.
“Park Wonbin, you're too quiet. You okay?”
Sohee's voice snaps him back to reality and he looks up to see his friends looking at him. He forces a smile, and tries to come up with something.
“I think I ate too much,” Wonbin says, “I'm fine. Let's play.”
Sohee nods, then he turns his attention away from Wonbin. Wonbin takes a deep breath and tries to calm himself down. He'll not lose the game, he'll be fine. Eunseok extends out a bottle of water to him.
“Drink up, feel better, bro,” Eunseok says.
Eunseok looks worried about him, and he feels bad for lying but he accepts it with a smile. With everyone forced to agree with his idea, Sohee proudly grins, “Okay, we're playing 369 Game.”
He feels relieved. They have played that game multiple times and he has good track record at this game, so the probability that he will go to haunted house tonight is low, but never zero.
They start singing the pre-game chant, “Three six nine, three six nine.” Seunghan starts the game, “One.”
Wonbin, sitting next to him, continues, “Two.” Then, Sohee claps, because they cannot say the numbers three, six or nine, or any numbers with three, six or nine, and they need to clap. The game continues smoothly, with claps at six, nine, thirteen, sixteen, and so on.
The game number finally hits the thirties. Everyone claps. Shotaro, Eunseok, Seunghan has all clapped. Panic begins to rise, and Wonbin loses track of the count. It's still the thirties, he thinks, so he claps. They all erupt into chaos and the game halts.
“It's thirty six! You should've clapped twice!” Sungchan shouts.
His friends laugh at his defeat, but Wonbin wants to cry. He fakes a laugh. He tries to keep his cool and pretend that he is unaffected with the fact that he'll go to the haunted house alone. All alone by himself. What if he is too scared and really faint inside the haunted house? Wonbin really can use a cigarette to calm his nerves. He shakes his head to clear out his thoughts, then an idea pops up in his mind.
“It's not fun to only have one loser!” Wonbin says, “Let's play another round.”
His proposal is immediately met with strong protests. Chanyoung whines that only one loser should go inside the house. Sungchan adds fuel to the fire fervently, saying that he should go to the haunted house alone because everyone is scared but Wonbin has no fear, which he desperately wants to deny.
“There might be real ghost inside,” he insists.
“So, you're scared?” Sohee challenges.
“No!” he exclaims, “It's more fun to have two losers, right?”
His excuse is useless, it's only met with more whines. Wonbin feels the urge to cry, and he bites his lips to hold it. Maybe it's time for him to accept his fate to go to the haunted house, and he may die there, and he'll become a pitiful headline on local newspaper tomorrow.
“I'll go with Wonban,” Eunseok cuts the chaos short, “I want to go, it seems fun.”
Wonbin stares at his savior in disbelief. There is no hint of fear on Eunseok's face. He looks nonchalant, but then, he is always like that. When there was a cockroach on their classroom, everyone panicked except Eunseok, who calmly found a bug repellent spray, while he quietly went outside, pretending to go to the bathroom. He is calm and composed, like a steady rock for his friends to rely on. With that gentle kindness and annoyingly attractive looks, Wonbin wonders why this guy is not off the market yet with all his attractive qualities, he's practically a walking Boyfriend Material. If he has to be frankly honest, Wonbin has always had silly little crush on him, but he never does anything about it, because, first, Eunseok never seems to be interested in anyone, and second, they are best friends.
Wonbin does not realize that he has been staring, and when Eunseok looks straight into his eyes, Wonbin turns his head, and his heart beats faster than it should. He dreads the thought of going to haunted house, but with Eunseok by his side, he feels reassured. At least, he is with him.
The line outside the haunted house is quite deserted, only two people in front of them. Their friends eagerly wait for them to enter. Eunseok glances briefly at Wonbin, who's been fidgeting restlessly and hasn't uttered a single word. He's used to Wonbin yapping endlessly, so when he's not, it is strange. It's painfully obvious how scared he is, yet he still tries to conceal his fear.
To others, it may be believable, but Eunseok sees right through him. Wonbin always dozes off when they watch horror movies at Chanyoung's house, and conveniently wakes up not long after the movie ends. He will say the movie is too boring, but he never sleeps if they're watching non-horror genres. He always sleeps with his lights on. This guy can't even watch horror movies, and there is no way he is brave enough to go inside the haunted house alone. He squeezes Wonbin's shoulder gently to reassure the shorter guy.
“Are you ready, Wonban?” Eunseok asks as the staff tells them it's finally their turn.
“Of course, it's gonna be fun!” Wonbin feigns confidence, but Eunseok knows better.
“Good luck, I hope you two survive!” Sungchan screams from afar.
“I bet you cannot get out!” Chanyoung adds.
“I will survive! Who do you think I am?” Wonbin says with confidence.
As the creaky gate of the haunted house swings open to show a dimly lit foyer, Eunseok exchanges silent glance with Wonbin. They navigate their way into the haunted house maze. Nothing scary yet, but it's too dark.
“It's so dark, huh. Cannot see anything. Maybe there will be people dressing up as scary ghosts later,” Eunseok says.
Wonbin just hums in response. As they continue exploring the maze, they can hear ghostly sounds and distant screams. Eunseok chuckles, it's obvious that it's just an audio track playing. The light starts to flicker, the sound becomes more intense with sudden gust of chill wind. The atmosphere becomes unsettling. With this build up, he predicts that something scary will appear soon. Someone is grabbing his arm. Eunseok turns his head, it's not the “ghost”, it's Wonbin.
“Wonban, are you scared?” Eunseok asks.
Instead of a proper reply, Eunseok gets his answer in the form of Wonbin's shrieks and screams, and the way Wonbin clings onto his arm desperately, as two “ghosts” come outside the creaking cupboard. His breath hitches at the sudden proximity.
“Good show! Nice jumpscare!” Eunseok says to the ghosts, and they retreat back to the cupboard, confused with this visitor's nonchalant response.
With the fake ghosts gone, Eunseok notices that Wonbin still holds his arm, burying his face on his shoulder. His facade of fearlessness and bravado from earlier has completely crumbled down.
“Hey, hey, it's just a person acting as a ghost,” Eunseok says softly as he pats Wonbin's shoulder.
”'M scared,” Wonbin mutters, voice muffled, clinging tightly onto him.
Eunseok is stunned. He's been classmates with him for almost a year, and Wonbin usually avoids physical affection like a plague. He never knows this hidden clingy cowardly side of Wonbin, and he finds it endearing. He finds himself gently stroking his friend's hair. This horror maze is supposed to make Eunseok scared, but all he can think about is how adorable Wonbin is.
They move to a different room in the maze, and a weird bloody smell wafts through the air. Eunseok feels something hairy hanging above them. Wonbin is already screaming so loud that it's almost deafening when he moves through the hairy room. Wonbin lets out another painful scream when a fake lady ghost with long hair appears suddenly in front of them. Eunseok stays calm and composed, and he politely thanks the ghost for her hard work.
“You're not scared at all,” Wonbin remarks.
“The ghost is a pretty lady, it's not scary,” Eunseok chuckles.
“Well, I'm not into pretty girls,” Wonbin murmurs, “Seok, find the exit please.”
Eunseok turns right into the maze. The theme of the new room is a medical hospital, well-decorated with hospital beds with the examination board. Wonbin shrieks loudly when he sees fake dead bodies on the bed and his hold on Eunseok's arm becomes stronger. Eunseok stifles a giggle hearing Wonbin's high-pitched scream, that he'd never hear if he's not here with him now. Eunseok puts his arm around Wonbin's shoulder, shielding the poor guy from more terror. He actually expects Wonbin to pull away at the touch, but he snuggles closer towards him, circling his arms around Eunseok's waist.
Eunseok feels his heart beat faster. He is not sure if it's the adrenaline of haunted house, or the fact that Wonbin is practically hugging him, and the whole situation feels oddly intimate, despite them being just friends in a haunted house. Eunseok shakes those thoughts away, and tries to focus and find the exit, with Park Wonbin helplessly clinging onto him.
The light from outside seeps through the curtain on the exit gate. As they finally go through the exit, Wonbin pulls away from Eunseok and slumps down to the ground, mentally exhausted after what feels like torture inside the haunted house. Wonbin looks like blood drained from his cheek. Eunseok scans the area and finds no signs of his friends at all. He takes a deep breath and exhales it, calming his racing nerves.
“Seok,” Wonbin says weakly, looking up to Eunseok, “Thank you. I would die in there if you're not there.”
“I need to check my hearing after this. You screamed too much,” Eunseok teases.
Wonbin pouts and shoots a glare at him, and Eunseok has stop himself from pinching the shorter boy's cheek.
“I have a favor to ask,” Wonbin says quietly, almost whispering, “Can you not tell the others that I'm a coward? It's embarrassing...”
“I will take your secret to the grave,” Eunseok nods and raises his arm in a salute, “But, I have a question for you.”
Wonbin gestures vaguely, “Ask away.”
Eunseok lowers himself to the ground, sitting beside Wonbin. He makes himself comfortable, before he finally asks something he has been curious about.
“Why are you pretending that you're not scared? Why do you keep it a secret?”
Wonbin stays silent and he purses his lips. He gazes at Eunseok for a moment, before answering the question. He already let his guard down earlier, there's nothing to hide anymoore.
“I'm scared of ghosts. Well, I'm scared of many things. But, scaredy cat is lame,” Wonbin sighs, “I don't want people to know that I'm actually lame.”
“We're your friends. It's okay to be honest with your friends, Wonban. We won't judge,” Eunseok says, then he pauses a bit, “Having fear is humane. Well, I'll make fun of you a bit but I'll respect your fear. It does not matter if you're scared of ghosts or not, you're still lame.”
Wonbin pouts as he sulks. Eunseok earns a playful punch to his arm, and he laughs.
“I mean it, we're your friends. You can be honest to us. To me,” Eunseok says as he caresses Wonbin's tousled hair softly.
Wonbin's eyes widen, surprised at the gentle physical affection. Eunseok pulls his hand away awkwardly, realizing how odd it feels to touch Wonbin when they're no longer inside that haunted house.
Truth be told, Wonbin wishes Eunseok wouldn't pull his hands away.
“Seok, look, it's the firework show!” Wonbin exclaims, his hand pointing up to the sky.
He gets up excitedly, and grabs a hold of Eunseok's hand. He drags the two of them to the castle at the heart of the theme park, forcing the taller guy to sprint along with him. There is a huge crowd at the castle, with everyone wanting to witness the gorgeous firework show. Eunseok's phone rings, with a new message notification from Shotaro.
From: Shotaro
are u done with the haunted house? we are at the castle for firework show
chanyoung insists we go there early to get the best view
i hope u and wonbin get out safely well pretty sure you would you're like a rock lol
Eunseok tiptoes, attempting to find his friends in the crowd. He spots a tall man resembling Sungchan standing out among them, but he's too far away from his spot. Eunseok is reluctant to jostle against other people to get to them, it would be too much of a hassle. He decides to just stay where he is with Wonbin, just the two of them.
The first firework show stops, then bright light paints the castle with vivid colorful hues, with festive music playing in the background, creating a beautiful light show. Wonbin stands there looking up at the castle, as whispers of awe escape his mouth. He's completely captivated by the show, unaware of the boy beside him who can't tear his gaze away from him. The way Wonbin's eyes lit up with fascination and the childlike excitement on his face, is a more intriguing spectacle for Eunseok. He's way more beautiful than the show.
As the light show comes to and end, Wonbin turns around, his gaze meets Eunseok's.
“You're staring,” Wonbin remarks, smiling playfully.
No way out for Song Eunseok. “You look way too happy. Like a cute kid.”
Cute. He called him cute. Wonbin feels blush creeping on his cheek. The light show ends, and the fireworks explode, colorful sparks lighting up the dark night sky with loud roar and the crowd murmurs in excitement. The couple in front of them kiss as the firework goes on, and they exchange awkward glances.
“Stop staring, Seok. Do you want to kiss me? Like that?” Wonbin asks nonchalantly as his hand points at the lovey dovey couple.
Eunseok's gapes at him, surprised with the sudden candidness, “Are you possessed, Wonban?”
“Maybe?” Wonbin chuckles as his shoulder shrugs. He stares up at the fireworks for a moment, pondering his silly question that escapes his mouth thoughtlessly. Does he subconsciously want to kiss Eunseok? He shudders at his own thoughts. He watches the couple kiss even more passionately. A risky thought creeps into his mind, How would it feel to kiss Eunseok?
Wonbin glances at his hand, still holding Eunseok's tightly, and he feels giddy. He brushes his thumb over the back of Eunseok's hand softly, and Eunseok looks at him, wide-eyed. Screw it. Yes, curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
“What if I kiss you?” he giggles.
Eunseok bites his lips. Wonbin is joking. He can't be serious, he thinks to himself. He's just taunting him, and Eunseok won't lose his ground.
“Kiss me,” Eunseok challenges with a cheeky smile.
The last firework of the night explodes, and Wonbin leans closer. Taken aback by the bold advance, Eunseok's leg wobble and he almost stumbles backward. Caught offguard, he does not expect that Wonbin would really do it. His heart is pounding hard as Wonbin slowly closes the gap between them.
Wonbin plants a soft kiss on Eunseok's bottom lips. Kissing him feels nice, and warm. Eunseok grins widely and kisses him back. Wonbin trembles, feeling dizzy. He's really kissing Song Eunseok. He likes it too much. He does not want to stop. Friends should not be kissing each other. Oh my fucking god. This should not be happening.
He pulls away before he does more stupid thing tonight. The two of them just stand in place silently as the crowd disperses after the show ends. Awkwardness fill the air, and Wonbin hangs his head low in shame. His heartbeat is racing way too fast, it's embarrassing. Colorful sparks no longer bloom in the sky, but fireworks are exploding inside the two boys.
“Wonbin! Eunseok!” Sohee calls from afar. The awkwardness got went away, replaced by the loud and rowdy chaos of their friends, and Wonbin can't be more grateful. Sohee and Chanyoung are pestering him, asking all the details about the haunted house survival, which he struggles to answer. He simply laughs it off, then they walk away from the theme park.
The morning sunshine seeping through his curtain stirs him awake from his slumber. He wakes up, rubbing his bleary eyes and sees Eunseok by his bed side.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Eunseok greets him with the brightest smile that could rival the sun. He swoops in for a gentle kiss, and Wonbin kisses him back. He tilts his head to deepen the kiss, and suddenly Eunseok is already on top of him, kissing his jaw and the column of his neck. Wonbin's mind is racing, what's happening? Why is Eunseok here? How does he get in? And the most important question, why is he kissing him hungrily as soon as he wakes up? He has tons of questions in his mind, but he just leans in to Eunseok's touch, enjoying every moment of it. Then, Wonbin can hear something ringing. He tries to ignore it, but it never stops, and it gets louder and louder.
Then, he jolts awake. He's in his brightly lit room, and there's no trace of the brown-haired boy of his dream. Wonbin slaps himself. Since that kiss in theme park, he has been having strange sexy dream with his friend. It feels odd. He never really sees Eunseok in that way. Sure, he has been harboring a little romantic crush on him. But, this is dangerous. He wants more. He craves more of Song Eunseok. He has really gone insane.
Since that Kiss in the theme park, they have been competing in a game with only two competitors. The game is called “Pretending that Everything is OK when It's Not,” and they're both too good at it. They still hang out like usual with their friends, as if nothing happens between them, but Wonbin realizes that Eunseok has been avoiding his gaze. He never looks directly at him. They have not talked about the elephant in the room. Maybe, Eunseok feels uncomfortable with the kiss and he doesn't want to talk about it. Or, maybe he waits for Wonbin to speak? After all, he's the one who brought this upon himself. He's the one with who comes up with an impulsive silly idea to kiss his best friend. He does not want to ruin his precious friendship, he loves his friends too much.
But, Eunseok did kiss him back, and it's been bugging Wonbin's mind. That's how he finds himself standing in front of Eunseok's apartment door at eight in the morning, with noodle from Eunseok's favorite restaurant in his totebag. He takes a deep breath, gathering the courage to knock at te door. He needs to save his friendship, and he hopes his friend will forgive and understand, and everything will become normal again between them. Hopefully.
He knocks once and waits. No response. He knocks again, twice this time. Wonbin hears rustling sound from inside, and followed by Song Eunseok's voice. “Is it you, Sungchan? Our basketball game is at 10 right?”
Wonbin closes his eye and musters his courage, “It's me, Park Wonbin.”
The door opens, revealing Song Eunseok with disheveled morning hair and puffy cheeks, clearly just woken up. He looks dazed and confused by his unexpected appearance on his doorstep.
“You look awful,” Wonbin remarks.
Eunseok lets out a chuckle, “Well, you kissed this ugly boy. Come on in.”
Wonbin is so mortified. He wants to run away, but Eunseok wraps his arm on his waist like it's normal – well, it's not between them – and drags him inside. Wonbin sits on Eunseok's gaming chair, and the room owner sits comfortably on the edge of his bed, across him.
“Curry noodle from Hyanggi Place, right?” Eunseok asks, gesturing at the totebag in Wonbin's hold.
Right, the noodle. He even recognizes it solely from the smell, incredible. Wonbin grabs the noodle takeouts from his bag and extends it out, “Uh, I bought this for you. You haven't eaten breakfast yet, right?”
He receives the noodle carefully and beams, “Wow, this is my comfort food! Thank you. You never buy me food, what's the occasion?”
Wonbin bites his lips nervously. Eunseok seems to be in good mood, and for the first time this week, his gaze is on him.
“I am sorry,” Wonbin blurts out.
“For what?” Eunseok tilts his head in confusion.
“For... kissing you. I'm sorry that it makes you uncomfortable,” Wonbin hesitates.
Eunseok's mouth pops, “So, you do remember that kiss. I am nearly convinced that you were really possessed that night.”
Wonbin stratches the back of his neck, “Are you mad at me? That's why you've been avoiding me?”
Eunseok shakes his head slowly, “No. I am not mad. I am just confused. You kiss me out of nowhere! Then, you act like nothing happened, and I don't know what to do...”
“I am so sorry. I was stupid. You were staring at me and you looked stupidly nice, and I just wonder how it'd feel to kiss you so I did that. I'm sorry,” Wonbin says.
Eunseok nods along, then his expression shifts with his eyebrows furrowed. Is it a trace of hurt Wonbin seeing on his face?
“So, it's just a silly experiment? Just for fun?”
Wonbin shakes his head vigorously, but he is at loss for words. It's definitely not experimental, it's a desire that has been buried deep on the back of his mind, but if Wonbin tells the truth, it means he's going to confess his feelings. People say go big or go home, and Wonbin feels the urge to just go home and sleep again. Eunseok's words that night cross his mind. He is his friend, he can be honest with him.
“No, no, you're not an experiment,” Wonbin pauses, trying to find the right words to say, “I just always have this little crush on you. That day, you were so good to me. You volunteered to accompany me, you held me tight, you hugged me, and I feel too much feelings, it's overwhelming... Then the atmosphere... and you challenged me to kiss you...”
Eunseok nods along as Wonbin continues to ramble on. His expression is flat and unreadable. Maybe he was too honest, more than he should be, and maybe his confession is a little too much for him.
“I get it, it's my fault, I made things awkward between us and I'm so sorry. You don't have to like me back. We still can be friends, right? You can ignore my silly crush, it's okay,” Wonbin's voice falters and he feels like crying. He lets it all out in the open, all his guard down. Silence fills the room, so quiet that he can hear the sound of chirping birds from outside. Eunseok still stares at him, and Wonbin never feels more vulnerable than this.
He breaks the silence, “I don't think we can be friends, Wonbin.”
Wonbin instead of the usual Wonban nickname. He's serious. Right. Wonbin should've expected this when he decides to confess. There will always be two possible outcomes, Eunseok accepting his feelings, or clear rejection like this, but he never prepares himself for this. His heart stings, his breath caught in his throat.
“Sure,” Wonbin stammers, “Thank you for being my friends, I'm so sorry.”
He gets up quickly from his seat, he can feel tears running down his cheek. God, this is humiliating. He walks towards the door, before he feels Eunseok wrapping his arms around him from behind, then he stops on his track. Eunseok rests his chin on his shoulder. Wonbin can feel his breath on his neck, and he shudders at the close proximity.
“What I meant is we can't be friends anymore, because I like you too fucking much and I want to be your boyfriend,” Eunseok whispers softly to his ear, “I'm sorry that was a badly timed joke.”
“Is this a prank, Song Eunseok?” Wonbin asks shakily.
“No, I like you. I avoided you because everytime I see you... Your lips... I would think of that kiss and I have to stop myself from kissing you senseless right in front of our friends and I'm going crazy because you seem all fine like nothing happened and I don't know how you feel but really all I can think about you. Thank you so much for sharing your feelings, thank you for liking me, and I'm so sorry,” Eunseok rambles on and on.
Wonbin rubs his eyes to wipe the tears and turns around, with Eunseok's left arm around his waist, and his right arm on the back of his head to keep him steady.
“Say it to my face,” Wonbin says.
Eunseok says it, “I like you, Park Wonbin.”
Eunseok's thumb brushes over the corner of his eyes and his cheeks softly, wiping the remaining tears there, and pleads, “I'm so sorry, I should've not joked like that. This time it's real, I like you too much that I am going insane, and if you're giving me the chance, I want to be your boyfriend.”
The flat expression he's used to see on Eunseok's face is gone, he can see the hopelessness, worry and affection on his face instead. Wonbin softens at the sight.
“Do it. Kiss me senseless, like you meant all the words you just said,” Wonbin demands.
Wonbin's wish is his command. Eunseok doesn't waste any seconds. Eunseok’s left hand cradles Wonbin's cheek and he leans forward carefully. Wonbin already parts his mouth, a clear invitation for Eunseok. The moment their lips meet, it feels like fireworks are exploding inside him. He kisses him slowly, he does not want this moment to end. Their noses softly brush against each other as they tilt their heads. Then, Eunseok pulls his head closer, deepening their kiss, and Wonbin leans in to his touch and circles his arms around Eunseok's waist, pulling them closer, body against body. His chest is pounding hard, and he's sure Wonbin can feel it too. This is way better than the brief kiss they shared in the theme park. It's crazy how their lips just slot perfectly.
When Wonbin moans into their kiss, the sound make him go crazy, and he has to physically stop himself before he lets lust taking over his rational self. Eunseok pulls away from the kiss breathlessly, gasping for air. The sight of Wonbin looking at him with his half-lidded eyes and swollen plump lips is a masterpiece, and he wants to be the only one to see it.
“Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?”
Park Wonbin really has the audacity to ask that question.
“Wonbin, you haven't given me your answer,” Eunseok says.
“What answer?” Wonbin furrows his eyebrows.
“I said, if you allow me, I want to be your boyfriend,” Eunseok repeats his words from earlier.
Wonbin stares at him amusedly before breaking into a laughter, “Isn't it obvious? I just kissed you. Of course, you can be my boyfriend, Seok.”
Eunseok pulls Wonbin closer into an embrace. He gently runs his hand through Wonbin's hair and he nuzzles his head in his neck, and he whispers, “Thank you for being honest with me about your feelings. I'm so sorry that I'm a coward.”
“You're a coward? Then what am I?” Wonbin giggles, “I am surprised that after seeing me in that haunted house, you still like me. I was so embarrassing.”
“Do you know why I volunteered to go with you?” Eunseok inquires, and Wonbin shakes his head.
“You can't even stand horror movies, you always pretend to fall asleep with your earphones on, how can you go there alone? I already know how lame you are before that day, and I still like you, scaredy cat.”
Wonbin's eyes widen, “How do you know?”
“That's what happens when you have a hopeless crush on someone,” Eunseok replies matter-of-factly.
He laughs, “You are the lamest for liking someone as lame as me.”
“We're the lame boyfriends, I guess?” Eunseok chuckles.
He carefully brushes his long bangs to the side of his face, then he plants a gentle kiss on Wonbin's forehead, and Wonbin's face blush bright red.
Wonbin looks up at him with his big eyes and pouts, “Do you really need to go with Sungchan at ten?”
Eunseok blinks, “Oh. I'll tell him that I'm sick.”
“Can we stay in for the day?” Wonbin pleads, and Eunseok is not a saint who can resist those pair of puppy eyes.
“Please stay. I want to be with you. All day."