"Hyung, every time I see you smiling and laughing at others, I just want to take you home, lock you up, and fuck you raw and deep till all you can think of is nothing but my cock. Morning, noon, and night in every place in my apartment. That's just all I can think of when you pick up the camera. I don't want you to stare or look at anyone. Just me."
Those were the words Seojun whispered in Dongwoo's ears, which made him flush heavily.
"Those are just naughty thoughts." Dongwoo claimed. "Those aren't selfish thoughts, they're just n-naughty thoughts."
"And they can also be classified as 'awful and selfish' to some extent because it's what interests me and I may not have your best interest at heart." Seojun said and folded his legs, grinning at him. "So, how's that? Do you think those thoughts are enough to hate me?" He asked but Dongwoo shook his head. "Exactly. That is exactly how we feel about what you said."