It was Hyeong Ki. Neither of them reacted immediately. For another brief moment, they remained standing there, lips still touching, before Wi Hajoon finally pulled away with obvious reluctance. His gaze lingered on Rim Young for a second longer. Then he clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"...So noisy."
Without another word, Wi Hajoon reached for the walkie-talkie clipped to his gear and switched it off. The static disappeared instantly.
"Is that allowed?"
He looked at the now-silent device before reaching over and pressing the button to turn it back on.
"How will he reach out to you?"
The familiar crackle of the radio returned. Wi Hajoon watched him for a moment before answering without the slightest embarrassment.
"I was planning on kissing you some more..."
"....."
Rim Young's ears immediately turned red. Seeing that the walkie-talkie was no longer muted, Wi Hajoon didn't say more. He simply reached over and took hold of Rim Young's hand.
"Let's go then."
