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— O que foi? — Hyunjin o percebeu olhando para o seu rosto, provavelmente com um olhar diferente.
Minho congelou.
Merdaporraputaquepariu.
— Ah — Minho mordeu a boca, nervoso, enquanto tentava com todas as forças não desviar o olhar do dele —, é o seu delineado... ele é bonito. Nunca tinha visto um assim antes... Acho que... — esperou conseguir disfarçar que tremia por dentro, e não era de frio — acho que combina com você.
E Hyunjin sorriu novamente, da forma que, aparentemente, Minho descobriu que fazia seu coração bater descompassado.
— Obrigado... — piscou um dos olhos como se já fossem íntimos, sem se deixar abalar pela timidez em momento algum — ele é a minha marca registrada — sorriu de forma travessa — Mas eu pude jurar, por alguns segundos, que você estava olhando para a minha boca. -
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Chan stops and takes stock of his situation. What decisions have led him to this exact position, straddling his best friend’s lap, having his nipples experimentally toyed with?
Wherein the road from bromance to romance is an extremely slippery slope.
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“Look, I know it’s fun to party at clubs, get wasted and maybe hit on someone,” Chan says. “Been there, done that. But I’m well past my prime, so I should be—”
“Sitting on the couch, watching Eyes Of Dawn and sipping podoju?” Seungmin arches his eyebrow.
“Maybe.”
“Hyung, you‘re far from old.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being old. Let me age gracefully.” Chan’s not going to shovel cash into the beauty industry’s gullet to smear anti-wrinkle cream on his face. Those advertisements are plastered all over his Instagram, but you know what? They can kiss his fucking ass.
But the truth is that omegas age like milk and alphas like wine.
Chan with a count of thirty-two years probably lost the submissive-breedable factor on the threshold to thirty. Which is why every alpha that talks to him is totally just being friendly.