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Hyunjin dropped the sweatpants he’d worn for bed and his underwear and then reached down to aim into the toilet bowl. But where he expected his dick to be, there was only— air. His fingers touched nothing. He tried again in sleepy confusion, and again, nothing.
He squinted one eye open, looked down. His fingers moved closer to his body and instead of touching a dangling penis, he touched warm skin, and, then, a slit in that skin. Not a cut, or a wound, but something like—
His eyes flew open in immediate panic. “What the fuck!” he shrieked, cutting right through Jisung’s singing. “What the actual fuck!”
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02 Jul 2024