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“Who says I’m flirting?” And that’s exactly what drives San insane. Because San has always been jealous over Catwoman. Not because he thinks he belongs to him—he knows better than anyone that Jung Wooyoung belongs to himself. But Woyoung is flirtatious, unpredictable, and impossible to pin down. He can charm a guard, distract a billionaire, steal a diamond, and disappear before anyone realizes what happened. San has spent years convincing himself that his flirting doesn’t bother him. Until he starts noticing other people flirting with him. Then suddenly Batman becomes considerably less subtle. A thief puts an arm around Cat at a gala? San appears five minutes later. Someone calls him beautiful? San’s jaw tightens. Wooyoung notices immediately. “You jealous?” “No.” “You’re doing the jaw thing.” “I don’t have a jaw thing.” “You absolutely have a jaw thing.” The worst part is that Wooyoung isn’t exactly innocent either. He likes making him jealous. Because somewhere along the way, his teasing stopped being entirely a game. Eventually, the almost-kisses become impossible to ignore. Impossible for either of them not to want.