46 Hurricane Seo 5

'I'm okay. I'm fine. Okay.'

'How are you gonna get home?'

'Huh? Owh. Taxi.'

'Which one? You have any money?'

'Money? I have. Here- I have. Wait.' Wonho puts his hand into every pocket frantically, searching for his wallet while the alpha just stares, confused with the situation. In between the vain attempt in searching, the man's stomach starts to growl, reacting to the simmering meat sauce, but he is completely unaware of it. 'I left it inside. I'll go get my money.'

Minwoo brings his palm to his eyes and squeezes his temple. Wonho is obviously not in his right mind. There was no wallet nor handphones nor bags on him when he found Minwoo at the rooftop. Turning off the heat of the stove, he follows the deranged man back to his room.