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Jaehyun didn’t notice, but Taesan couldn’t unsee it. "Hyung," he said softly, forcing the words past his burning throat. "It’s...visible, your pants."
It wasn’t shame that stopped him from saying the word. It wasn’t disgust, it was flustered awe. He had seen something intimate, raw, private. Something he wasn’t meant to, and it left him shaken.
Jaehyun blinked, finally looking down. And then, panic, full-body panic. The kind that hijacks breath and floods the chest with dread. He looked around wildly, desperate to find something, anything. But the staff had taken everything. There was nothing left to cover himself.
“Fuck,” Jaehyun whispered, more to himself than anyone else, his voice was trembling, his face had drained of color. And Taesan could see it, the anxiety unraveling him like a live wire.
(OR, Jaehyun had hated it for as long as he could remember, this “difference” that made him feel exposed, ashamed and separate from the world’s expectations of a man. But Taesan, he didn’t see it that way. In his eyes, Jaehyun was still the most beautiful being he had ever known, every part of him perfect just as it was.)