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I’ll Take Care of It

Summary:

— A girl down the street is selling photos of his boyfriend... what happens next?

" I'll take care of it "

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—— rushes in front of the white-haired male, loud foosteps in sheer panic, blocking his view and cold sweat dripping down his face. Arms spread out as if he was trying to cover a larger area. As if he was blocking something.

Behind him in the distance stood multiple tall boards with photos hanging from them, blurry, but still slightly visible. A girl with dark ears and a large bushy tail with lots of girls surrounding her as they take turns pulling their phones out for something.

“Is something the matter?” Jing Yuan frets, but everywhere he steps, —— blocks the view. The tall General eventually grips ——‘s shoulder and gently pushed him aside, “Ah. I see. Why were you blocking it though, love?”

Jing Yuan’s golden eyes wander over to ——, hands on his shoulders as he exchanges a glance.

“You sometimes talk about the attention being a bit weird, I thought maybe—“

His larger hand encases ——‘s, “I’ll take care of it.”

When they make it into a fine establishment, the air reeking of soft air fresheners. The aroma freshens up their nostrils as they remove their shoes and slip into comfortable house shoes.

All of the sudden, Jing Yuan takes —— by the waist, pulling him closer. Using his larger left arm to raise ——‘s right leg closer to him. Jing Yuan’s soft lips slowly making it to ——‘s neck, “I’ll take care of it.” He repeats.

“Do you know how much the average person PAYS for those?! And you’re telling me, YOU, get them for free?”

—— continues to chew on bubblegum, holding a stack of Jing Yuan photos like photos. A mischievous card holder alike, his right right hand encases the photos and the let hand is open as the right hand hits it with the photos.

“Hey there,” the larger male shows up, holding ——‘s waist. Looking at the situation, “Yeah, he does get them for free.”

Jing Yuan’s tongue glides across his lips, reddened deeply and clearly swollen. —— looks up at the taller man, hand on his hips. A few bite marks revealed quite obviously (Jing Yuan’s large jaw) on ——‘s neck as he stretches his head upwards.

The girl gasps and walks away.