Wonshik is ever oblivious to Hongbins affections. The restaurants atmosphere was pleasant ~ it smelled of vaguely of flowers ~ and the overhead lights were dimmed so that Wonshik and the rest of VIXX were dunked in soft edges. Smiling to no one in particular ~ Wonshik gripped his drink tighter ~ already starting to feel a bit tipsy. He’d always been kind of a lightweight ~ which didnt align with the image Jellyfish Entertainment wanted him to project. He chuckled about that for a moment and then downed another sip of his drink. They didn’t have schedules the following day, anyways.   ForewordաօղՏհíƘ/հҽҽվҽօղ [ҽ×íժ] ~ մղɾҽզմíԵҽժ,  աօղՏհíƘ/հօղցҍíղ,  յɑҽհաɑղ/հҽҽվҽօղ [ҽ×íժ],  աօղՏհíƘ/[ϲɑղղօԵ Տɑվ ҍҽϲɑմՏҽ օƒ ՏԹօíӀҽɾՏ]тagѕԹց-13,  հɑղɑհɑƘí ժíՏҽɑՏҽ,  ʍɑյօɾ ϲհɑɾɑϲԵҽɾ ժҽɑԵհ,  մղɾҽզմíԵҽժ Ӏօѵҽ,  ʍҽղԵíօղՏ օƒ ɑղ×íҽԵվ • ժҽԹɾҽՏՏíօղ • ɑղժ ҽɑԵíղց ժíՏօɾժҽɾՏ,  ҽ×ϲҽՏՏíѵҽ ժɾíղƘíղց, ƒíϲԵíօղɑӀ íӀӀղҽՏՏ,  ɑղցՏԵ