Jinyoung adjusted the coat on Mark's body as the latter looked at him affectionately.
"Be careful on the way. And don't take too much time there," said Jinyoung.
Mark smiled. "Don't worry, it'll be okay," said Mark, planting a quick kiss on Jinyoung's lips.
Taking the briefcase and car keys, which Jinyoung handed to him, Mark left for the door, with Jinyoung beside him.
Since the appointment was at 5pm, he'd better leave at 4pm, given that the traffic could be heavy.
Jinyoung stared at the back of Mark, who headed for the elevator, and then silently closed the door behind.
Seated at his place back, he continued his work, and kept his mind alert to answer the phone calls while Mark was away.
Perhaps because he was so used to being with Mark all the time in this room, it was somehow empty without him.
It was already approaching autumn but there was some rain in the evening. When it rained, Jinyoung was already back in his apartment.
Still he hoped that it would not be the heavy rain, since Mark might not have been back home yet.
Maybe because of the weather, he felt dull and somehow his heart felt heavy, looking outside at the droplets of the rain through the window.
At last he decided to go to bed, which was a lot earlier than usual, assuming that he was really worn out today.
As early as he had gone to bed last night, he also woke up earlier than usual.
Taking the towel to go to the bathroom, his eyes caught a notification on his phone, the screen lighting up. Probably a message.
It seemed the message had just been sent. But who would message him at this hour of the morning?
He took the phone, and realised it was an email, from an unknown sender. What interested him was the subject, 'Mark'.
There were no words written, but an attachment. Clicking on it, some photos appeared on the screen.
"Mark..."
Looking at those photos, in silence, Jinyoung felt his eyes blurred and his hand, which held the phone, trembled till he dropped the phone on the bed.
Yet the screen still showed him the photos of Mark naked and Gayoon beside him, only with the bra, on the sofa, which Jinyoung was sure was in Mark's living-room.
Jinyoung ran his fingers through his hair and broke down on the bed, pressing his fists against his closed eyes.
His head was spinning and his thoughts ran a mile, and questions bombarded his head.
Why was this happening? How was he supposed to take this?
He took another look at the screen - they were selfies, taken by Gayoon and Mark was leaning his head on her shoulder, his eyes all closed; only their upper bodies were shown and whether their lower bodies were naked or not, was unknown.
Shaking his head frantically, he tried to convince himself that it must be some mistake, they could be fake ones, Mark would not do that to him.
But the more he convinced himself, the more convinced he became that they were real, it was Mark all naked and beside him was really Gayoon, who was even smiling at the camera.
What should he do now? Her smiles in the selfies were mocking him, like the game was now all over and she won what she must believe she deserved.
