Heimo's hand was held tightly through the entirety of the walk. He could focus on nothing but the solid warmth of Jingxue-Jun's broad palm and the stupidity he had done back then. What the fuck are you thinking, Heimo?! Hugging Jingxue-Jun so intimately from behind, whispering into his ears, calling him 'Yi-gege'... all because he was irritated to see the man looking at the two people in front of him! He was so irked, so desperate for Jingxue-Jun's eyes to return to him, to land upon him and him only and the next thing he knew, his body had moved by itself. What the hell, Heimo, are you a three years old child who gets angry when your parents say another child is adorable?!
He didn't even behave this unreasonably toward Uncle and Auntie who were the closest parent figures to him. And he had only officially met Jingxue-Jun yesterday! Exactly where did this possessiveness come from? Had he truly been bewitched?!
