Jeonghan looked at Seungcheol's bruised wrist, "Why have they kept your right hand handcuffed?" "Because I'm a potential threat to them." Seungcheol chuckled bitterly, "And that's true. The day I'm left open, they're gone." Jeonghan inhaled a deep breath, "Mr. Choi, that's not it. You can't-" "I can." Seungcheol glare...
There are things that are weird. There are things that are weirder. Then there was this man, who had magically appeared on Seungcheol's bed, in his naked glory, claiming himself as Seungcheol's Han. His baby, his Han, his own rabbit.
Jeonghan's affection for Joshua was unswerving, at least that's what he thought until life threw him a curveball, in the form of Seungcheol's child growing inside him.