"Do you dislike being here?" he asked, quieter than before.
Wooyun's head snapped back around. "What? No! Of course not."
"Then you can wipe that uncomfortable look off your face; I won't bite you."
Wooyun was aghast. "I…I don't feel uncomfortable," he said hurriedly. "I was just… trying to be respectful. I didn't know if I crossed a line earlier."
"You did," Junghwa said bluntly, but his eyes glinted. And I didn't hate it, he thought.
Wooyun stared at the man before him, unsure how to respond. It wasn't clear whether the demon lord was joking or not, but from the light smile on his face, Wooyun assumed that he was. Hopefully.
Junghwa hated how his own words rang in his head afterward. I didn't hate it. Since when did it matter to him whether someone disliked or approved of how he felt? But with Seo-yoon, it mattered. That much was clear now. It mattered too much.
