Yohan is the one who decides which problems will be his business and which won’t be. He’s the one who keeps his affairs quiet and private so Hayun doesn’t worry. Hayun, while he may not know it, doesn’t have that option. As soon as the line goes dead, urgency grips Yohan.
“Siwoo, get the car, now.”
His long-time guard (and friend) knows better than to question him with that particular tone and that worried look in his eyes. There’s really only one thing that ever gets Yohan to worry like that: his boy.
It’s only about fifteen minutes later, thanks to Siwoo’s crazed driving, until Yohan’s at Hayun’s place, knocking insistently on the door. He doesn’t want to make a scene that might leave Hayun in a tough spot trying to explain to his neighbors. But it does take more self-control than Yohan would like to keep from simply kicking the door in or taking it off the hinges to let himself in.
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“Siwoo, get the car, now.”
His long-time guard (and friend) knows better than to question him with that particular tone and that worried look in his eyes. There’s really only one thing that ever gets Yohan to worry like that: his boy.
It’s only about fifteen minutes later, thanks to Siwoo’s crazed driving, until Yohan’s at Hayun’s place, knocking insistently on the door. He doesn’t want to make a scene that might leave Hayun in a tough spot trying to explain to his neighbors. But it does take more self-control than Yohan would like to keep from simply kicking the door in or taking it off the hinges to let himself in.