Wooyoung was unlike anyone he'd ever met, and it was becoming increasingly obvious to San that he wasn't sure where the hell this was going. What Wooyoung was supposed to be to him, because his heart was telling him there was something there, something promising, maybe even something good, but the way Wooyoung hugged him outside the restaurant- brief, friendly, with laughter pressed into his eardrum- told San a much different story. Friends. They were supposed to be friends. Or, San falls in love with Wooyoung who was supposed to be nothing more than a fuck buddy, and gets damn good at hiding his feelings.

Choi San, a peasant, is caught by royal guards after he hijacks a carriage that transports expensive garments for the King, Jung Wooyoung. At the palace, Choi San must face his sentence for attempted theft, but his execution is stopped as the King takes an interest in him. His Majesty orders for the prisoner to be brought to his room. -vaguely inspired by Sans warriors dance cover-

After an unbearable writers block, Korea's most famous writer Youngie, real name Jung Wooyoung, goes on a trip out of the city, hoping to find inspiration and some peace of mind. When he arrives however, he finds himself with a crumbling house and nowhere to spend the night. Luckily the guy next door is more than happy to let Youngie crash at his place. And as it is with summer nights, things can get pretty steamy..