Gyungho headed off and talked to different people, make small talk, discussed vastly better artists but even then, he couldn't stop thinking about Minjun. He kept checking, subtly, to see if he'd stayed. His heart raced, he felt afraid of him but so drawn to him, like he wanted to be with him but he didn't know how.

It was close to closing when he was saying goodbyes to people, making his way slowly back over to Minjun. Standing beside him, he smiled.

"Did you have a good time?"