Lee Wooyun was tending to a guest when he heard two very loud and familiar voices coming from the entrance of his pavilion. He looked up and saw the bright hair belonging to Ma Dasom, black hair contrasting against pale skin that was unmistakably Gyu-min, and the faint smell of herbs and spiritual pills from Byung-ho.
A smile stretched across his face as they took their seats. "Well, if it isn't my three favourite customers," he greeted them once he was done with his guest.
They all looked up at him, carrying different expressions on their faces. One brought hunger, the other brought joy, and the lady brought back annoyance. Mixed with a little hunger.
Wooyun studied Gyu-min for a moment before settling down. The two have grown close over the past seven years, and so Wooyun could tell when something was wrong. He didn't have to wait long for the man to spill his guts.
