GARAM listened to Song Sihyuk's grand plan to reveal his identity to Oh Hyunju and his proxy.
But, to be honest, it wasn't his style.
Actually, he wasn't really listening to the Alpha.
He was busy tucking Mija in bed, after all.
The child fell asleep on the sofa earlier.
Come to think of it, it's already late at night. I haven't told the kids that I'd be late, so they're probably waiting for me at the dorm.
"Garam-ah, are you listening?"
"Not really," Garam said, grabbing Song Sihyuk by the arm. "Let's talk outside, Sihyuk-ssi. I don't want Mija to wake up because of our voices."
He then dragged his contract husband out of the child's bedroom.
Fortunately, Song Sihyuk followed him quietly.
But when they sat on the sofa in the living room…
This hyung doesn't have a concept of personal space, does he?
After all, Song Sihyuk sat close to Garam even though the sofa was big enough for at least six grown adults.
Hyung is so close that I'm being intoxicated by his scent.
