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"I want to kiss you, Jisung."
Jisung froze at the whisper, his brown eyes widening. It was entirely too easy to read the raw desire reflecting in them, but there was something else beneath the surface that Minho couldn't quite name. He couldn't think straight anyway, not with that cologne completely ravaging his senses.
"I want to kiss you," Minho repeated, leaning in just a fraction more. "God... I want to fuck you."
His fingers lightly brushed against Jisung's bare arm, his eyes taking in the immediate way goosebumps broke out across his skin at the touch.
Minho blinked softly, overwhelmed by his own desperation and the way Jisung seemed to be waiting for him to take the plunge.
Yet, just as he moved to close the final distance, his fingers sliding up that smooth, caramel arm, a trembling hand came down weakly over his own. It was only then that Minho finally identified the other emotion dancing wildly within that breathtaking gaze.
It was fear.
"We can't, Minho. Not here. Not now."
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It all began for them in a room full of drunks, with a playful game and a dirty dance.