Jiyong was trying his best to get accustomed with this feeling. So much warmth all of a sudden – too lovely, too strange for him. He was used with being solitary, or if he had company it wouldn’t be anything serious like this; involving so much physical contact unless it was a one night stand that would eventually be forgotten. This was the saddest thing, because it was the moment when he felt the safest.

“Hm, aren’t you scared that I might find blood better than yours?"He suggested with  a playful tone, pulling his head back just slightly to be able to look at Seungri.