"I posted it," Jae-min said, the words coming out flat, no longer worth softening. "The photos. Anonymously. Last night."
Min-woo stared at him for a long moment, something working behind his eyes that Jae-min couldn't fully read—not anger exactly, not yet, more like he was recalculating something he'd thought he already understood.
"You actually did it." He sat down slowly on the arm of the couch, phone still loose in one hand. "You actually pulled the trigger."
"We've been pushing for exactly this for months."
"I know what I've been pushing for." Min-woo dragged a hand through his hair, exhaling hard. "I just didn't think you'd actually get there this early"
"It doesn't matter how I've been looking at him."
