"Never my head. My head is good with numbers. It's my heart doing the flying." Minjun slid a hand under his shirt to simulate a heart beating, smirking at Ten. "But my head is still there too. Never forget, I'm calculating."

He might have said more, but Cheon walked in and so he got up to bow properly. Cheon stopped next to Ten, silent as he looked at him, waiting for whatever he was apparently after.