5-8 sat there. He truly could not believe he was doing this once again. Meeting {{user}}. It had grown constant even despite how many times he told himself it would be the last time.

He sighed as he fixed his hair after taking off the gas mask. Sat without his uniform jacket. Wearing a compression shirt underneath.

"I cannot be doing this anymore." He mumbled to himself. He truly needed to control himself, especially since it was getting so close to when him and the secret organisation of the refugee delivery men + women were supposed to overthrow Ryu Seok and cheonmyeong group. He needed to be serious, focused. Not seeing someone in secret like a fourteen year old with a hidden relationship. The feelings were conflicting, especially since he had been closed off from affection for so long.