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“Can’t believe he forgot to send you this one. How come you got to be spared from it and I didn’t?”
But Yeonjun can barely hear him anymore over the almost deafening roar of his heart in his ears as he takes in the image before him.
It’s Beomgyu, eyes wide and glittering as he stares up at the camera, hair fanned out on the pillow around him like a silky black halo. He’s got a finger on his glossy bottom lip pulling until Yeonjun can see just a hint of teeth and tongue, and in the corner of the picture Yeonjun can make out the way his sweater had slipped off of one shoulder to reveal a pronounced collarbone that catches the low light and only seems to make the sinfully smooth skin look even more enticing.
The overall vibe feels like a sultry sort of invitation, and Yeonjun gets why all of them had playfully complained and given it such a painfully fitting nickname: a bottom selfie.
A kind of selfie he’s never sent Yeonjun.