Minho has always been seen as quiet, distant, angry- someone people never bother trying to understand. Jisung, loud and warm, and endlessly bright, somehow fits into Minho's life without ever forcing his way in. As a familiar weekend begins to shift into something more, Minho is left wrestling with the thoughts he's buried for years, and learning that maybe loving- and being loved-doesn't have to be something he's afraid of.

Jisung was just trying to go home and hydrate. Instead, he ended up tangled in a web of sinful pickup lines, intense eye contact, and a man who talks like sin and walks like temptation. Minho is hot, cocky, and annoyingly unforgettable. And somehow, Jisung keeps ending up under him. Literally.