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She leans into his touch, and as he presses another kiss to her neck, she starts to turn around, and Thanos can see the face of his ideal woman—
“Thanos,” she says, but… wait, her voice, it doesn’t sound right, and when she turns completely…
She isn’t Thanos’ ideal woman at all. But… the face before him is still one he knows, still with dark, shoulder-length hair and warm, familiar dark eyes looking up at him—
“Thanos,” Nam-gyu repeats, before he’s suddenly disappearing as Thanos wakes up with a gasp escaping his lips.
It takes Thanos a moment to adjust, to realize that he isn’t actually staring at Nam-gyu, but rather at the dark underside of a bunk bed, that his hands aren’t gripping Nam-gyu’s ass but are instead just tightly knotted in the white bedsheets covering him, that he isn’t actually kissing up Nam-gyu’s neck, that it…
That it was just a dream.
… What the fuck?
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Thanos' imagination runs wild and sends him through a dream that leaves him with a growing problem between his legs when he wakes up in the middle of the night during the competition.
Luckily, it's a problem he won't have to deal with all alone.