“Then let’s talk.”
“...Excuse me?”
“Conversation’s part of the training, isn’t it? Let’s treat this as a little test. Two months of practice—I think I’m ready. Sounds like a good idea, right?”
Wooheon gave a gentle smile.
The kind that came naturally when he thought of Yueul.
As Wooheon gestured to the chair across the table, Yueul hesitated, mouth slightly parted—then gave a small nod.
It didn’t sound like such a bad idea, actually.
Yueul sat down across from Wooheon and jumped in before he could say a word.
“Okay. Before we start the test—we need a rule: no flirting questions.”
Yueul instinctively knew that if he didn’t set boundaries now, Wooheon would barrel right past them.
That was the most important thing he’d learned in the past two months: Wooheon didn’t know how to hold back once he started showing his feelings.
Even when Yueul turned into a weasel to escape, Wooheon never backed off.
