"All my life," Myung-woo answered with the warmest and sweetest smile.
This made Yun-tae's heart skip a beat again. His simple and direct lines had a way of making his heart leap.
His face flushed, but he maintained eye contact, wishing he could stop time at that moment. The moment when it felt like there was nothing but warmth and golden lights in the world.
Myung-woo's hands were on Yun-tae's waist and though this was a bit inappropriate since their relationship wasn't exactly an intimate one but if Yun-tae was okay with it then he didn't have anything to worry about.
"I'm sorry," Yun-tae apologized. "Sorry that I don't remember you."
"It's alright," Myung-woo answered. "That's the past. What matters is the present, isn't it? We can also worry about the future later."
Yun-tae nodded, pursing his lips. He had started becoming aware of their position and his head was slowly getting jumbled.
