“Someone was talking smack about you, long story short I spent a night in a cell.”
One of the least surprising things he’s heard. Hyunseung always did look like the time to silently take someone’s head off if he found out a loved one of his were being completely dragged across the dirt and slandered like no tomorrow. But it seemed it would’ve taken a lot for someone who appears calm and collected to lose their cool and spend a night in a cell for chrissakes. Though his interest was piqued; He wasn’t the most favorable person, but he wouldn’t see a reason for anyone to talk that badly. But he felt bad for the lucky guy who ran into the disaster that was Hyunseung. The poorly hidden smile however, should’ve been enough of a thanks with a hand over his mouths, fighting back chuckles because the thought of his best friend, sitting in a shell, probably filthy and disheveled was definitely one hell of a scenery. Man… what am I gonna to do with you? You didn’t have a hard time in there, did you?
