Despite being pinned to the floor and choked, Lee Sa-young didn’t resist. His smile didn’t falter. Cha Eui-jae felt the urge to cover that face. Lee Sa-young parted his lips. “Stop it… I didn’t do this to fight.” The skin under his palms felt cold, yet there was a faint, light pulse. Cha Eui-jae glanced sideways. Should he break his legs first? Even if he did, Nam Woo-jin could fix them… Lee Sa-young whispered. “I have to… test everything. This is the last chance.” “…” Lee Sa-young reached up and cautiously covered Cha Eui-jae’s hand that was choking him. His touch was cold. Cha Eui-jae tightened his grip on Lee Sa-young’s neck. “What do you want?” “Oh, what I want…?” The muscles in his neck trembled slightly. Lee Sa-young was laughing. Soft coughs punctuated by a delicate laugh escaped. Once he started laughing, it went on for quite a while before it finally ceased. Lee Sa-young tickled the back of Cha Eui-jae’s hand with his fingers. “Let’s sleep together.” “…What?” Cha Eui-jae doubted his ears. Did he hear that right? But Lee Sa-young stared up at him, still smiling. His long eyelashes fluttered. [...] When Cha Eui-jae tightened his grip, a small groan escaped Lee Sa-young’s lips. [...] His hands gripped the hands that choked him and squeezed. Cha Eui-jae snapped back to his senses and opened his eyes wide. Lee Sa-young barely whispered in a strained voice. “Choke me harder. This feels good…"
– The Hunter's Gonna Lay Low – Episode 175: Wavelength
