The cell phone ringtone rang boringly in the dark. Haewon was lying face down on the bed. His hand, which was lightly resting on her naked back, gently touched the ridge of Haewon's wing. It was a signal to get up and answer the phone. Haewon did not move.
The ringing of the bell continued without interruption. Realizing that he was not in the mood to give up before receiving it, the man, who had been reacting sluggishly in his light sleep, eventually woke up groaning on Haewon's behalf.
“Leave it alone.”
Haewon was awake. I could feel his gaze staring down at me. Haewon said again.
“Leave it alone. It goes off like that.”
“This is already the second time it’s ringing.”
To be exact, it’s the third time.