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Jiyong was white water rafting.
Except he wasn't; it was a dream.
The dream ended with him going over a waterfall, and he awoke to wet pants, his hand in a bowl of water, and Seunghyun leaning over him, leering like a feral demon.
"I hate you," Jiyong muttered groggily.
Unzipping Jiyong's black leather jeans, Seunghyun mouthed at the base of the pink-haired boy's piss-soaked cock. "I know," he mumbled shamelessly.
Throwing an arm over his face, Jiyong bit back a moan as Seungyhun took him between his lips, his erection a stark betrayal.
"Well, as long as you know."