For a whole week, Jungtae kept up with the work, and the staff commended him for how fast he learned.
He was happy with his new job, though he couldn't help noticing how touchy Eunho was.
Eunho always stood too close, his hand lingering on Jungtae's shoulder, just like before when they hung around in the restaurant, his voice softer when speaking to him than to anyone else.
Now, Jungtae walked beside Eunho toward his apartment, carrying several bags filled with gifts Eunho had bought earlier.
The hallway was quiet, filled only by the sound of their footsteps. Eunho unlocked the door and pushed it open, stepping aside to let Jungtae enter first.
Jungtae carefully set the bags down near the cabinet in the living room.
The apartment was neat, carrying Eunho's familiar scent. Behind him, Eunho sat on the couch, leaning back, his eyes fixed on Jungtae, a small smile on his lips.
