My body hurts.

My face especially hurts.

I groan as I push up off of the floor. I run my fingertips over my cheek to feel the carpet imprints. I was face planted on the carpet of the living room all night, and I have slob drying on my face.

I’m a disgusting creature.

The lights are too bright around me and I feel nauseous. I rub my eyes and squint around the living room. Empty. Not a single person is still here, and it was cleaned of last night’s mess. The only reminder that the party even happened being my hungover ass still sitting here on the ground. I place a hand to my matted hair and a yawn floats out of my mouth.

Where is everyone?

I’m slightly sad that not even Tao was here with me. He didn’t even wake me up to make me move to my bedroom. What a great friend. I think sarcastically. I stand up and another wave of nausea washes over me. I shouldn’t have drunk last night.

I shouldn’t have drunk as much as I did at least.

My head throbs angrily from last night’s poor decisions, and my dry throat aches. I need water, and I need to clean myself up. Did I not drink any water before falling asleep? When did I even fall asleep? I definitely don’t remember lying down to rest. I drag myself to the kitchen for a glass of water, a bright yellow sticky sticks to the fridge catching my attention.

Gone to handle some business in town. Go through your clothes and pick out your best outfit for the Queen.

Xx Kris

I rip the sticky off the stainless steel of the fridge and tuck it in the waistband of my black shorts. I have at least a month until I’m supposed to go to the castle. Why do I have to find an outfit so early on?

I pour a glass of water and pop a pain reliever (or 5, but I mean who’s counting?). I guess I’ll make breakfast today since it seems as though no one else has any intentions of doing so. I should see if the other two are still alive before I start cooking probably.

One set of stairs later, I find Luhan’s room empty. His bed is unmade and it’s kind of junky, but he isn’t there. It looks like he hasn’t been there since yesterday. I frown and go to Tao’s. He is sprawled out across his mattress deep in sleep. I shake his shoulder hard enough to wake him slightly. He groans, but I know that he is awake enough now and that he can respond.

“Do you want breakfast?”

“Mmm.” Alright, I’ll take that as a yes. I leave my friend to his slumber and softly shut his door behind me. I walk in to my room across from his and take off my clothes so that I can shower and change my outfit for the day. I lock my door behind me and grab a simple dress and some underwear.

I scream upon entering the bathroom.

I drop my clothes on the ground as a tattered girl looks wide eyed at me. She looks as startled by me as I do her. The skin from her jaw down to her collarbone are marred with discolored patches of skin. Each one dark and standing out against the previously unbruised skin. They look messily placed. No pattern to how they’ve appeared, but the intensity of their color prove to me that they had to be intentional, and that they’re only worsening. My hands shakily reach up to graze the spots on my skin that are visible on my reflection in the mirror. When I see that it isn’t just a figment of my imagination or a mirror illusion, I gasp.

“What…the fuck.” I stare hard in the mirror at what can only be hickeys and try to recall how this happened.

We drank. We played Never Have I Ever. Tao punched a lamp. I stared at myself in the mirror of the downstairs bathroom.

I fell asleep on the floor next to Luhan.

Where did these come from then? The rest of the evening is a blur, and it honestly hurts to put energy in trying to recall the events of last night.

I frown in frustration as I step into the glass shower. I scrub at my skin furiously hoping that the different color will wash away. When they don’t vanish, I know that I must have blacked out at some point. They aren’t going away, and I still can’t figure out their origin.

The water runs down my body as I sift through the booze influenced memories of last night. I attempt to separate what I know happened, from what I assume is a dream. There is no way that I met a talking giraffe last night, so that goes in to the dream pile. Even after thinking through the things I labeled as dreams that could have happened last night nothing comes to surface as the reason behind my hickeys. With a huff I turn off the water. I towel off, dress, and head down the stairs to fix breakfast. Due to a last minute decision, I switch out the dress I had planned on wearing for a shirt that covers up a good amount of my marks.

I’d like to avoid interrogation until I know what happened myself.

I search through the cabinets of the kitchen and find the ingredients that I was looking for. A box of pancake mix and a half empty bag of chocolate chips. I pull out the waffle maker and make 3 large chocolate chip waffles. 1 and a half for each of us. I pull out some leftover cold cuts and pour two glasses of orange juice.

My stomach grumbles. The smell of the food makes me want to barf, but the thought of eating overpowers my nausea. I just have to go wake up Tao who is basically dead to the world in his room and then we can eat away our hangovers.

---

“I’m never drinking again…” Tao complains while forking the rest of his waffle in his mouth. I chuckle.

“You say that now, but I bet you 2 credits that you’ll drink next time there is alcohol around.”

“No I won’t. I’m not doing it ever again.”

“Well at least you feel slightly better than before after having eaten.”

“Yeah, slightly.”

“Stop complaining like you didn’t have fun last night, you big baby.”

“I never said that I didn’t have fun. I’m just saying that waking up and thinking that ‘hey you know what would be better than being awake right now? Shoving a screwdriver through my temples’ isn’t the first thought I like having in the morning.” I pat his shoulder sympathetically. “Anyway, what did you do after I fell asleep?” he asks. I laugh, good question. I bring my cup up to my mouth when a sudden memory resurfaces.

I close the distance and press my lips to his softly. My skin feels like it’s vibrating and I feel like I’m being lifted in to the air. He presses back harder and I grab the front of his shirt to pull his body closer to my own. I feel like I’m floating and I have to use him to stay grounded.

I have to stay grounded.

The OJ goes down the wrong pipe and I begin choking wildly. Tao pats my back as I sputter up juice.

“What happened? Are you okay?” he asks. I sit my cup down and cover my mouth shocked.

We shouldn’t be this close.

We shouldn’t be looking at each other like this.

I shouldn’t be reacting this way.

And I definitely should want to kiss him with my entire being.

I turn to Tao flabbergasted. He looks at me with wide and worried eyes. Do I tell him what happened? I move my hand away and open my mouth. He’ll flip out. I close my mouth. I can’t lie to him though. My mouth opens again. “Fucking hell, are you just gonna open and close your mouth for the next 20 minutes? What happened?” he asks agitated.

“I-…we…um…” I squint my eyes as I try to make sure that the flashbacks were real and not a dream. Tao appears extremely impatient. I fumble with my words, and scratch my neck anxiously. His eyes follow my hand and he grabs my wrist forcefully. “What are yo-” he pulls down the collar of my shirt to expose more of the angry blotches that had been half covered by my shirt.

“Are these hickeys?” he asks incredulously. I snatch my hand back and pull my shirt up so that it covers most of my bruises again. I lift my nose in to the air indignantly and cross my arms.

“It would appear so.” I say as if he has just asked a ridiculous question. I can’t defend why I feel as though this behavior is warranted, but I don’t need him acting crazy when I’m not sure myself if they actually are hickeys.

“When did these happen? Who gave you hickeys June?!” I uncross my arms and huff in annoyance.

“I don’t know.” I admit. “I can’t remember how it happened. I can barely remember kissing him in the first place-” I close my mouth as more details than intended slip passed my lips. When Tao’s eyes widen further, I know that I made a mistake. “Shit.” I mentally face palm myself as Tao stands up from his chair. He gasps and places a hand over his chest dramatically.

“You kissed someone? Someone that wasn’t me?!” I roll my eyes and stand up as well. I grab our dishes and place them in to the dishwasher. He’s joking around again, and I’m not in the mood for his teasing. “Hey! Answer me. Who did you kiss?” he pesters. I groan in embarrassment. “Was it Kris? Did you kiss Kris? I swear it better not have been Kris.” I don’t answer him as I walk towards the staircase. He follows. “Was it Luhan? That fucking- was it him? He was drunk off his ass I wouldn’t be surprised…was it Luhan? Or was it Kris?” I flop on my bed and stare at the familiar ceiling. He perches himself cross-legged next to me. “Kris right?” I sigh. “Luhan then?” I turn my head and give him a defeated look. He gasps again and smacks my arm. “You made out with LUHAN?!?”

“Wow, please yell it a little louder I don’t think they heard you over in the castle.”

“I’m going to kill him. He took advantage of you and I’m going to kick his ass to Jupiter.”

“I…don’t think he took advantage of me.” I say slowly sifting through hazy moments from the night before. We’ve reached a point where I can confidently call Luhan my friend, and he wouldn’t take advantage of me. I wanted what happened to happen. I’m only upset that I can’t clearly remember it.

God I want this.

I want this so bad.

“He didn’t. Definitely not.” I say with more conviction.

“Okay well then it looks like I have to kill you.”

“Stop joking around.”

“I’m dead serious. I’m going to have to kill you. I might as well kill the both of you. How do you want to go? In your sleep or do you want a fighting chance?” He says. I laugh shortly and push my pillow against my face. Maybe I can suffocate myself. “Yah, stop. If anyone is going to suffocate you it’s going to be me.” He states. He yanks my pillow away and I whine and sit up.

“Give it back. Let me wallow in my embarrassment.” I make grabby hands for my pillow and Tao smiles while keeping it out of my reach. I give up and pout. “You know, you’re a fucking tree and this is entirely un-” He places a chaste kiss against my lips. “-fair.” I blink speechless and Tao smiles triumphantly.

“There. Now it’s fine.” He sits the pillow back in my lap delicately.

“Wha-”

“You know, you’ve gotten weirdly close to Kris and Luhan. It took you like 4 months to act this way around me.” He says while crossing his arms over his chest. It is true, but it’s his fault that I chose to open up faster here. I had him to assure me that it was okay. When we first met all I had was my own intuition, which was telling me that he was some guy who was going to kill me. “If he gets to kiss you,” he continues. “, then I get to kiss you again too. If I have to share you then I should get the same treatment. I’m not going to get pushed to the backburner.” He informs me. “Don’t be weird about it.” He says pinching my cheek playfully. I stare at him confused and hit his hand away.

“But- you? And your crush? And wh-”

“There was no crush…well no new crush at least. I just…didn’t want everyone to know.” He says sheepishly. The gears in my head turn and I stare at him perplexed.

Ding.

I gasp and point to myself.

“Me?” I inquire open mouthed. He laughs and ruffles my hair.

“You’re really an idiot.” He teases.

“Yah, where did this come from? You can’t just kiss me and tell me to not be weird about it. When? Why? What?” My mind is moving a thousand miles a minute and with this sudden confession I’m floored trying to come up with a sensible thought. He likes me. And he kissed me. It’s been years since we last kissed, and just because I kissed another guy he decides to do it too? He rolls his eyes and flicks my forehead. I yelp in pain.

“I don’t know. I like you. I have for a while now. Why are you acting surprised? We dated, it just…didn’t go away.” He admits. I blink dumbly.

“So it wasn’t just me...” I mutter. He smiles at the statement, and claps his hands together loudly. I jump from the sound. “Now that we’re on the same page, and now that I know Luhan likes you too, what are you doing today?” he asks as if we didn’t just re-confess our initial feelings.

“Uh, I was going to find an outfit for my meeting with the Queen. Kris wants me to get it ready.” I say skeptically. Is he still drunk? He’s got to still be drunk.

“Oh! Let me help!” He says jumping up from my bed and running over to my closet.

What does this mean?

---

An hour later the living room is covered in my clothes and Tao and I are rolling around in hysterics. I can’t recall which of us suggested it, but the idea of dressing up as one another turned in to a reality. Tao’s hair is in a tiny ponytail, a skirt is barely covering the length of his boxers and he is wearing one of my shirts. It’s only slightly tight on him, the length is where the issue lies. Meanwhile, while he is in my clothes, I’m being swallowed by his. His jeans are too long and tight and every step I take is paired with a stumble. His shirt reaches to my thighs and I feel like one of those gang members that are in the old movies. With our talk earlier forgotten we’ve gone back to just being two friends who now have a mutual understanding of our emotions.

And of my muddled thoughts about Luhan.

We found my outfit for the visit to the castle long ago. A lavender dress that reaches my knees. The material is soft and skirt splays out. It was pretty, and Tao instructed that I wear white heels with it.

I have no clue how to walk in them, but I’ve got time to learn.

“Look at me, I’m Tao and I can do wushu.” I say trying to imitate his voice. I punch the air and try to do a high kick but almost fall flat on my face, the only thing between the floor and my face being my hands thankfully keeping me up. Tao points at me and guffaws. Fat tears roll down his face and he starts to wheeze.

He gasps for air and stands up. “Okay, okay. My turn.” He clears his throat and I watch expectantly. “I’m June,” he starts in a pitchy voice.

“I don’t sound like that!” I declare.

“I don’t sound like that!” he mimics. I cross my arms as Tao saunters around the room like a woman. The front door opens and closes, and Tao is too distracted by his own act that he doesn’t see Luhan enter the room. Tao fake flips his hair and Luhan stands in the doorway with a grin.

I burst in to another round of laughter and Tao stops long enough to sense the other male in the room. He covers his crotch area with his hands and looks back at Luhan in humiliation. He fumbles over his words; I stand up to save him.

“You should join us!” I suggest. “We have plenty for you to choose from.” I tell Luhan. He frowns as he holds up a skirt, and I watch him to see if he recalls what happened last night. He looks back at me unfazed by the request.

“No thanks.” He crosses his arms across his chest and the article of clothing flies across the room. “I don’t do drag.”

“Relax, it’s fun. We aren’t taking pictures or anything. You can drop the manly act for like 15 seconds.” Tao says with his hands now on his hips. I peak around the taller male and try to put on my sweetest face.

“Please?” I ask. I put my hands together and even dare to whimper. It’s cringe worthy, and I’ve never resorted to such low tactics. Somehow, being here for as long as I have has changed me. For better or worse…I don’t know yet.

Luhan shakes his head. “No, I’m not doing this.” He says. I drop my act and a scowl takes the place of my pout.

“Grab him.”

Tao jumps in to action and tackles Luhan to the ground. I grab a loose yellow dress from the arm of the chair and jump Luhan as well despite his protests. He flails around while I strip him of his pants and pull the dress over his head. He kicks at me, and narrowly gets me right in the boob with the tip of his sneaker. I ignore the slight pain and continue my work. Tao cackles and I get his arms in before the both of us are ripped from him and float in the air a foot off the ground.

I look at the space between my feet and the carpet and gasp. A flashback of the orphanage hits me and I freeze in fright. Luhan notices my change in demeanor and swiftly sets the two of us back on the ground. I let out a breath and swallow the lump in my throat once I have control of my body again.

Luhan walks over and puts his hands on my shoulders. He looks directly in to my eyes. “Are you okay?” his gaze holds nothing but concern, and I begin to assume that he hasn’t remembered last night. My eyes flick towards Tao who is shrugging his shoulders and leaving me to deal with this on my own.

“Y-yeah.” I murmur. “I just…had a moment. A memory is all.” I assure him. “I’m fine.”

He searches my face a bit longer before nodding. His eyes roam down to my neck and the ghost of a smile appears for half a second. If I hadn’t been looking for it, I would have missed it. I slap a hand to cover my neck and pull away from his hands.

Satisfaction.

I could sense it as if was my own feeling. The bastard remembers, and he was proud of the fact that he fucked up my neck.

“Anyway,” Tao interrupts loudly. He smirks at Luhan. “You look precious.” The yellow dress is haphazardly draped on Luhan’s body, and his shirt sleeves are peeking under the arms of the dress rather awkwardly. His legs are hairy under the skirt of the dress, but overall he looks utterly adorable.

“Awwww!” I forget about my marks for the moment. I pinch both of his cheeks and make baby noises. Tao loses his shit once again and falls victim to another laughing fit. Luhan growls and escapes from my ministrations to go strangle Tao, but I jump in between them with a laugh and grab his cheeks again. I squish his face and pucker my lips. “Who’s the cutest wittle girl? You are. You are~ the cutest wittle girl I ever did see~” I coo. Luhan smacks my hands away and I snicker at how angry he is even though he is actually the cutest little girl. Something in his eyes change and my heart stutters at the sudden intensity they hold. He pulls me flush against his body. I yelp when our torsos collide. His hand is between my shoulder blades, and I was taken back by how much strength he actually had.

That fucking douchebag smirk that makes my heart do flips slides on his face again. “Funny how I can be dressed like a girl and still be the manliest person you’ve ever met.” He says. And honestly, with the way he’s holding me and looking at me, I have no words to deny that.

“Still here.” Tao says sassily. I push away from Luhan and take in slow breaths to slow my heartbeat. He winks and plops lazily on the cloth covered couch. I cast a glance towards Tao and he whistles innocently with a secretive grin.

What is he planning?

I feel cornered and vulnerable so I decide to shift the focus elsewhere. “Where’s Kris?”

“He’s at the city center.” It isn’t either of their voices that responds. We all look around for the source of the answer and find Jongin strolling in to the living room. Where the bloody hell did he come from?

Oh wait, he’s magic. He can do that teleporting thing.

“He went to go find out when the interviews are.” Jongin finishes. I wouldn’t have believed that the boy could actually talk had I not seen it with my own eyes. I was sure that he was mute. Luhan snorts “You really are denser than you look.” He says.

Whoops. Must have spoken aloud.

“Shut it Lulu.” At the nickname he flushes. Tao giggles and Luhan smacks the back of his head, hard. Jongin still avoids my eyes, but he isn’t looking at his feet like he did at first. It’s progress. “I’m assuming that the interviews are for the human girls?”

Jongin nods shyly and I find myself smiling at the cute behavior. It’s definitely a change from the almost abrasive personalities of the two I’ve spent every day with for more than a month now. I realize again that I still don’t know much about the men that I’ve found myself surrounded by. Not personally at least. I voice my concern telling them that I feel like it’s been all about me since I got here.

“Yeah okay we can have our little ‘heart to heart’ after I go change. I can’t sit comfortably in this, unless you want another peep show.” He says with a creepy grin.

“No thanks, creep. I wasn’t very impressed the first time.” I throw back. He stands up and stretches his arms out.

“I’m a grower, not a shower babe.” And with that he disappears up the stairs. I bite the inside of my cheek to repress my smile and fall into the spot on the couch Luhan recently occupied. Tao sits next to me and rests his hand on my thigh. I ignore the gesture and motion for Jongin to sit down on the other side of me. He hesitates but situates himself next to me with a good amount of space between us.

“So, Jongin. What can you tell me about yourself?” said boy shifts around uncomfortably. A sigh from Tao follows the silence.

“He’s been working under the Queen since he was like 4.” I wait for Jongin to respond but he only pouts. I chuckle quietly at the action.

“Do you have any hobbies or anything?” I prod. He hesitates before he nods.

“I like to dance.” I lean back in surprise. I wouldn’t have expected that of the nearly mute boy beside me.

“He’s a great dancer, but I’m definitely better.” The fluffy boy glares at Tao and I squeeze Jongin’s shoulder while completely turning my back on Tao. He complains but I brush it off.

“I’m sure you’re the better dancer. Dummy over here can fight, but I’ve never once seen him move his body in any other form.” I say jerking my thumb in Tao’s direction.

“You wouldn’t be saying that about Luh-” I smack my hand to his mouth to shut him up, his eyes crinkle in satisfaction. He obviously wanted the amount of attention given to him as I gave to Luhan not even 2 minutes ago, and is doing what he can to receive it. What a child. I didn’t even initiate anything with Luhan just now.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

Luhan comes jumping down the stairs and reenters the living room. “Get out of my spot.” He commands. Tao and Jongin look at me expectantly.

“No. You got up to change, that’s your fault.” I say briskly. At the mention of changing Tao looks down to his attire and yelps.

“Actually, I’m going to go change. You can have my spot, I forgot I was still in…this.” I can hear a quiet giggle from Jongin as Tao runs up the stairs. I suddenly remember that I’m also still in Tao’s clothes. As I stand up, Luhan sits down and grabs my arm. I’m yanked back down, now on his lap instead of the couch. His arms wrap around my abdomen and I’m locked in place.

My posture stiffens as another memory from last night resurfaces.

I sit on his lap and grab a fist full of hair between my fingers as I try to take over as the dominate one in our little make out session.

Kill me.

Really.

I open my mouth to protest and tell him to let go, but the words don’t come. He nuzzles in to my back. I squirm uncomfortably from the way it tickles. “Relax babe.” He says.

“When I said I wanted you all to be comfortable around me, I didn’t mean like this, Luhan.” I warn as his grip tightens. He shrugs and I send a ‘save me’ look to Jongin. The taller boy smiles faintly before he shrugs as well.

“He’s my elder.” Is his response.

“If I’m not saved then he won’t be a he any longer. We’ll have one more girl in this fucking house.” I threaten. I can feel as well as hear Luhan laughing at my empty threat. The sound of the front door opening startles all of us, and Luhan’s grip loosens just enough for me to escape. I run towards the door.

“Kris!” I exclaim happily. He tilts his head to the side as if to ask what I want. What did I want? Why did I run to the door?

“Yes?” he asks with a grin.

“Um.” I honestly didn’t have anything to say. I was just overly excited I guess. His smile widens and he struts over to ruffle my hair. I push his hand away and walk back to the living room. I can hear his laughter behind me. Way to act like an excited puppy. Great job. Such composure.
I sit on the rug next to Jongin’s feet in order to avoid another physical interaction with Luhan. He nudges me with his foot but I ignore it.

“I have good news,” Kris begins from his seat in the chair across from us. He pushes some of the clothes on the floor. We all listen to him readily. “, you’ll be visiting the Queen in 2 months. You along with others will be sent to be inspected, and then those who pass the first round will be called back to actually meet the Queen. You’ll only be dealing with some of her advisors when you go the first time.”

“What if I don’t make it to the next round?”

“You will. Trust me.” Kris looks sure of himself, so I nod to let him know that I believe him. “Until then, Luhan will train you.”

“What exactly does that mean?”

“It means that he’ll be teaching and showing you how to behave in the castle, how to interact with others. How to survive in our world.” Kris informs me.

“Will you be helping?” I ask. He shakes his head.

“I’ll help every once in a while, but it’ll mainly be Luhan who you’ll work with.”

2 months of one on one time with Luhan. I can’t do it. “I’ll only do it if Jongin shows up as an assistant.” I declare. Tao returns at that moment and asks, “Why not me?” I roll my eyes and continue to look at Kris. “I want Jongin there to help.” I tell him adamantly. I can’t deal with hours of Luhan bossing me around when there is already this tension around us after the “party”.

Kris and Jongin share a look. “Do you want to? Is that fine with you?” he asks the younger.

“Um, sure. I’ll come if I can sneak out.” Jongin answers sounding as if he is surprised I even proposed the idea.

“What? How did this turn in to a team thing? I’m supposed to be the teacher!” Kris stands up ignoring Luhan’s protests. His smile shows that he’s proud of my initiative. If only he knew it wasn’t initiative. I just can’t be alone with Luhan sober; I don’t trust either of us alone with one another. Said male stands up and sulks off muttering something about planning the lessons.

Tao finally sits down in front of the TV, going to work hooking up what looks like a video game system. I stand up just to sit back on the couch next to Jongin, ignoring my previous thoughts of changing. He tenses but I continue on with what I need to address.

“So, mind explaining to me why you were watching me sleep the other day?” I whisper. His head snaps to face me and he makes eye contact for a split second before he looks away and sputters out an excuse. I wait patiently for him to find the right words.

He inhales deeply before he admits, “I’d just…hadn’t been able to see a human girl so close before. There were stories that you guys turned in to your true demon form when you went to sleep.” I bite my lip to keep from laughing at the preposterous theory and it makes me want to know what exactly happens in the castle for these stories to form. But I bite my tongue so as not to invade his privacy. I chose instead to smile when he apologizes.

“It’s fine. As long as you weren’t creeping and jerking off or something to me sleeping, it’s no problem.” He looks at me utterly confused. “You don’t know what jerking off is?” I ask. I grab both of his shoulders and turn his body so that he is fully facing me. In my seriousness he doesn’t realize that he is looking directly in my eyes, but I notice. “You see, when a man is lonely and is having…urges, he will you know…yank the chain, choke the chicken, beat his meat. Masturbate?” I whisper so that Tao won’t overhear. When no sign of recognition flashes in his eyes I gasp dramatically. I pull him to me and press his face to my chest. I let out a small fake cry and then coo at the pure boy.

He must be protected. Such a precious and delicate flower that is too pure for this horrible world. I let go of him and his puppy like eyes are even more confused than before. I ruffle his hair affectionately. “You’re so cute and innocent.” His cheeks darken and he looks away again, this time in embarrassment. Across the room Tao has finally finished fixing the system and begins to motion us over.

“There’s only 2 controllers, and I’m playing so who wants the other?” he asks. I take it and hand it to Jongin.

“I’d rather just watch for now.” I explain when I’m given yet another puzzled look from the boy.

“What were you two whispering about over there?” Tao prods while choosing a difficulty level and starting the game. I instead turn the question back to him.

“How often do you masturbate Tao?” He pauses the game immediately and turns to face me mouth agape.

“How could you ask something like that? What kind of sick world do you live in to ask someone about their private business? Who do you think you are? You’re sick.” He doesn’t answer the question, but he also doesn’t question Jongin or me about our conversation again.

Notes