jonghyun doesn’t know how it happened, and he chooses not to wonder. it had started out as something easy, uncomplicated, a mutually agreed contract to suspend the rules of friendship for a few hours in the night. somewhere along the way, though, that perfect, easy, uncomplicated thing grew to become something he never quite expected—and he doesn’t know, now, what to make of it, besides the fact it’s nice—really, really nice.
