Confession
It happens, not-so-unexpectedly, in the midst of drinking.
The ‘observations’ [read: accusations] start out clean and somewhere in the neighborhood of ‘Jesus, you’re tense. You need to let loose a little and enjoy life, man,’ but eventually, a list is produced.
Need someone to fuss over other than bandmates, need someone to take his mind off of work, needs someone to be cute for him, and, most importantly, when’s the last time you got laid?!
Yunho takes it all with a grain of salt- he’s a man after all, a busy one- and he means to answer with something suave. Something macho like, ‘music is my girlfriend,’ or ‘dancing is my life.’ Intends it.
But, this is after his tenth shot, ergo, sloshed and what he says is more to the point of, “The guys are my wives.”
The room sobers up and Yunho offers a sheepish grin. They were going to find out somehow anyways.