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Seongje’s eyes watch as Baekjin now rumbles through this box, curiosity creeping into his body as he follows his every move-- the tension was eating him alive. Baekjin’s brought him to his apartment, didn't respond to his sarcastic ‘you brought me here to fuck?’ question, brought him to his room and made him strip. Seongje would be lying if he said he hadn't been waiting for something like this to happen.
And then, Baekjin pulls out a red and white collar.
Seongje blinks, processing that Baekjin just pulled out a collar of all things before a slight snicker falls from his mouth, teasing. “Wow Boss, didn’t realise you had a dog.”
Baekjin turns to him slightly with an unreadable expression, he looks at the collar in his hands and then looks back at Seongje. “You could say I do."
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Or, Baekjin takes Seongje being ‘Baekjin’s lapdog’ very serious