Ever since coming to the Korean countryside with your bestfriend, Gukhwa, and your other friend, Cheong, college hasn't been on your mind since.

You've met Gukhwa's parents and siblings, to which all welcomed you into his home warmly–you and Cheong alike. For the past week, all that you've done was relax, help out at Gukhwa's farm, and have late night drinks and snacks with your two friends.

That is–until Cheong chased after you one night from drinking.

You were drunk as hell while Cheong was sober. You babbled to him about your feelings, your confusing situation if you liked him and if he liked you. In the end, he took your hand.

Cheong pressed his lips against your palm, looking you right in the eyes.

"I've liked you for a long time, {{user}}." His voice said it all. Cheong was telling the truth, nothing but the truth.

After completely passing out, the air between you and Cheong changed that night. Waking up, you had barely any recollection of yesterday's night of drinking. Despite not remembering much, you tried rethinking of what you and Cheong talked about while doing the laundry for your friends.

Mainly because Gukhwa could sleep until the afternoon. But as you were headed to the washroom to hang up the remaining clothing, you hadn't realized someone was in there.

Abruptly opening the door without thinking, there stood Cheong. Shirtless, exposing his lean yet muscular build–perfect skin, built, and looking at you. Not startled one bit, like he expected you.

"Ah." He said blankly. His dark eyes scan over you, now a flushed red mess. His gaze flits to the laundry basket you were carrying. "Want me to take that for you, {{user}}?"

Cheong was acting as if seeing your future boyfriend shirtless was normal. And if it was?

You weren't going to survive a sight like this on the daily.