June, the hottest month of the year, and the month that Dongwoo literally has to beg the twins not to leave a lot for hickeys on him since he would be dressed lightly.
Yet, they still gave in to their urges and dropped little red marks all over his body, but tried to avoid the noticeable areas and areas that they did not want Dongwoo to expose.
Handless shirts and shorts were practically the dressing order of the day since it was so hot, and even the air conditioner wasn't helping a lot.
"I wish I could just take my shirt off." Dooshik complained, gazing up at the scorching sun. "It's so hot I could die."
"Hey, keep your shirt on." Doha yelled. "No one wants to see your pot belly."
This word shot an arrow into Dooshik's heart. He clenched his chest and gasped,
"How dare you?" Then, he took in one deep breath and said, "I have this sudden urge to prove you wrong. And for that, I will take off my shirt this instant."