"SUNBAE-NIM, can I touch your face?"
Wonyoung couldn't help but ask because looking at Yun Dujun's pitiful (yet still very handsome) face gave him cute aggression.
I just want to 'crumple' his face to make sure he's real.
"You've already touched every nook and cranny of my body, Hoobae-nim. Don't you think it's too late to ask that question now?"
"You can be so annoying sometimes, Sunbae-nim."
"Maybe I'll stop annoying you if you start calling me 'hyung' instead of 'sunbae-nim.'"
"I'm not that easy, Sunbae-nim," Wonyoung lied with a straight face. "I just don't call anyone 'hyung.' You have to make me open up my heart to you first."
"I made you open something else for me, though."
"What?"
"Your legs?"
Wonyoung's face immediately flushed, of course.
He was embarrassed by Yun Dujun's dirty joke, but he wasn't offended. After all, he knew that the Alpha was only joking.
Having said that, he still grabbed a throw pillow and hit Yun Dujun's face with it.
