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They had fallen into a routine.
Jeong Woo didn’t know how, even though he knew that it was him who contributed more to establish it. It was here now, as they settled onto the mattress in Sang Cheol’s living room, in his tiny Seoul apartment. The faint lights of the city slowly poured through the curtain’s peak, with a bluish tint that mixed well with the warmth in his stomach, brought about by alcohol and by Sang Cheol’s arm on him, around him, caressing him. It felt good, so he got himself lulled away to peaceful slumber, having forgotten the things he had meant to say, out loud.