Chapter 51. Affection (1)

The sun began to brighten the streets of Rome, and Saejin remained in the same position he had laid in that bed. His arm was numb, but who really cared about something so small? Heyon was right there, his mouth half open, making strange sounds. His hands were closed around the shirt the older one was wearing, and he seemed to have that as a strange support for whatever he dreamed of, since his brows always creased and his eyebrows arched right after.

It was even cute.

“I need you to come to my room now.”

Saejin sighed heavily. He understood how Seok felt irritated when he used that power on himself; Melisandre had it too and used it without asking for permission. Judging by the way the woman called him, Saejin already knew it wouldn’t be fun at all.

He let go of Heyon calmly and a little reluctantly, as he really wanted to stay there, and watched him look for the nearest pillow, so he could hug him again with his arms and legs.

Smiling, Saejin finally l