"Oh, come on. There's no need to feel this worried. It's part of my job—"

And still, you couldn't help but feel guilty with the mishap produced by a bunch of fans trying to get closer to you. None of his reassuring words would soothe you at this point.

And yet, he insists on saying that it's his job to get all the «damage» to protect you. But this was way too different. The fans practically stepped on him to approach you when you just arrived at the country; a big lack of respect for your staff. But to him, it was just something punctual.

Byeonseok was now leaning his hips against the table of the dining room of your apartment. Now, only wearing his white and formal shirt with the sleeves rolled up because his black and elegant coat is now full of dust. You were trying to attend some of the bruises on his arms. And he just kept acting like it wasn't a big deal.

What you didn't know was that since the moment he met you, he knew you'd be special for him. And he promised, mostly to himself, to be loyal to you until your career as an idol ends.. or his entire life. It's confusing to him, too.