"Brother Eun-woo," Han Seo-yoon's buttery voice cut through the tension that was starting to settle between the two men. His attention went back to him. "It's been such a long time! I can't believe you're here! Life really is a series of happenings, huh."
The corner of Eun-woo's mouth lifted. This was the exact kind of thing he would say. "It's good to see you, Seo-yoon."
"Is it? Because it doesn't look like you're happy to see me," Wooyun tilted his head as he tried to get a better look at Eun-woo's face. "Still as expressionless as ever."
His mouth twitched. "Enough with your jokes."
Wooyun smiled. He then turned to the man standing next to him. "Mas—I mean brother Chunho, this is my friend Eun-woo. He took care of me before I left for the north." He introduced.
The man who felt like ice, Chunho, gave Eun-woo a light and breezy smile. "Eun-woo, is it? Thank you for taking care of my Seo-yoon. I know he can be a handful."
His jaw tightened. My?
