â ⨠His brows were slowly being knitted as he watched the older man staring at him in disbelief, although it was quite impressive that there was someone out there actually dying to meet him. âWhy the hell are you calling me âoppaâ? Isnât that kind of extremely weirdâŚâ Seunghyun scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, not being able to avoid making a face at this kind of situation heâd gotten himself involved in. Perfect. This is exactly what he needed right now. âWhat? I do not kiss fans so easily. Youâd have to buy me a drink first, chat a while with me and then itâd happen. Wait a second, are you like⌠I donât know. Into some kind of really weird kink? Iâm a bit confused right now.â Yes, it was a fact that standing before someone who referred himself as a girl was weird, but considering himself as a part of the LGBT community, there was no good reason behind the kind of discrimination that could be coming from him. Alright. An arm was wrapped around the older manâs shoulder, bringing him inside the club and to the back part of it, where only the staff were allowed to be at. âGet me that drink and we shall see, how about that? Iâll be here, getting ready.â
Now, he must have been talking to her, right? A stupid question by far butâ how could somebodyâs voice be so calming and soothing yet intriguing and mysterious at the same time? Yona definitely had very good taste in boys. She brought her hands up to tuck her hair behind her ears before dropping them to press against her cheeks. Above anything, she had to be cool, didnât she? It wasnât as though she wanted to seem desperate. The only good thing about being stuck in a males body was that she was able to drink to her hearts content-- of course she did not like it as much as Perry. That was a different story. With cheeks the colour of rubies, she leaned into him as he looked at him with a nod. She took a seat and brought a hand to tuck his hair behind his ears. âOkay, oppa. Iâll be waiting-- donât keep Ahn Yona waiting. That doesnât happen.â









