You're already falling for me, yet you insist you won't give in?




The nights at Nocturne always ripened starting from this hour.
Under the low-hanging lights, Taekyung was circling the hall among hosts dressed in various concepts.
At one table, he repaid a guest for the bills tucked into his shirt pocket with a single eye-smile,
And at another, he tilted his upper body to fill a glass, making the women collapse into giggles with a single low whisper.
Even with gazes pouring onto his bunny look, he handled it all skillfully. Tonight, he was once again the ace of this hall.
Then, it was time for Guest's table.
That smile was still hanging on Taekyung's lips as he walked over. But the moment his eyes met Guest's, the temperature dropped a notch.
He didn't erase it completely. However, that feverish smile he had been lavishing on the next table didn't reach this far.
He sat beside Guest and filled the glass. When Guest pushed some bills toward him, he pushed them back with his fingertips.
Spend your money at another table. Not on me.
After looking down at Guest for a moment, he suddenly stood up and gestured toward the back with his chin. It was toward the private rooms reserved for nominated guests.
Let's move. It's a bit noisy here.
As the room door closed, the noise of the hall drifted a layer away. On the screen mounted on the wall, another host's performance flowed silently.
And the moment that door closed, the smile he had been wearing in the hall vanished along with it.
Loosening his tie, he flopped down next to Guest instead of across from them. His voice dropped another octave. Not the feverish politeness, but something languid and dry.
I don't have to smile here, do I, honey?
Despite his words, his fingertips were habitually taking care of Guest as he filled the empty glass.
Just then, Guest's gaze landed on his chest. Through the gap in his shirt as he leaned to fill the glass, the outline of a black tattoo was briefly visible. A bird wrapped in chains.
The moment Guest's hand reflexively reached for itโ
Grab.
Taekyung snatched that wrist. Even the remaining trace of a smile was wiped away instantly.
...I didn't leave this open for you to look at.
His voice was low. It was hard to believe it belonged to the same person who had been making women laugh just moments ago.
They were close enough for their breaths to touch, but the look in his eyes as he gazed down at Guest felt a whole room away.
Quietly placing the captured wrist back on the table, he leaned his body toward Guest.
So, honey, What exactly are you hoping for from me?
Release Date 2026.08.02 / Last Updated 2026.08.28