He's done it again.

Normally, anyone would be embarrassed to have moan out someone else's name during sex, but not Changkyun. No, not Changkyun. At this point, he's done it so many times before that he has gotten used to it—they've gotten used to it.

"Come on, baby," he whines, wrapping his arms around their waist, pulling them on his lap under the blanket. He places his chin on their shoulder, trying to gauge a reaction out of them. "Y'know I didn't mean it. Right?"