"Huh?" Seo Yujin gasped.
The fact that he had forgotten the details—that he might smell like the person he slept with—haunted him at that moment.
He had slept with Lee Jaehyuk all night. And they had slept so closely, naked, that their scents were bound to have mixed.
He had forgotten the fact that he would potentially smell like Jaehyuk.
Fuck my cheap perfume, He cursed.
"What are you talking about?" Seo Yujin smiled awkwardly. "I don't smell like him."
"I know his scent. And I think you do a bit. You have his scent lingering around you," LianHua stared at Yujin. "And the fact that he left dinner early yesterday..."
"You're overthinking. Nothing happened. We live together, so I probably had his scent rub off on me. Nothing much," Seo Yujin forced his smile.
LianHua slowly nodded. "Is that so? Okay then. I guess I'll buy that." He didn't, though. He still found it all suspicious.
