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juhoon hides many secrets. everyone knows it. like when he revealed in an interview that he didn't have just one pet turtle, but two; or how he knows how to play so many instruments and only shows them when he plays them in front of the camera.
but this is a different case.
something only his parents know about.
he is an intersex boy.
a complex issue that cannot be taken lightly. he was born with a body that doesn't fully fit into what is normally considered "masculine". in short, his body doesn't match what most people would expect.
it's crazy. something complicated that he had to learn to live with.
it led him to isolate himself from people, out of fear that one day his secret would be discovered, out of fear of being judged and rejected.
until this point.
his past is contradictory with what he has to live in the present.
he is an idol in a five-member group, with whom he had to move and live together day by day.
and as expected, they don't know either.
he has avoided being naked or in underwear in front of them. from day one he has been getting dressed in the bathroom or when james is not in the room.
because to his bad luck, sharing a room is also part of being an idol.
apart from struggling with constant rehearsals and everything that comes with being an idol, he also has to make sure that his roommate doesn't find any possible evidence that would expose him.
something like his underwear, which he sometimes forgets to hide, but which, thanks to fate, james has never seen.
but, as we know, secrets don't last forever. at some point they will be revealed, and the people around you will know.
that's exactly what happened to juhoon.
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juhoon sighed tiredly as he dried his aching body.
they had barely arrived at the apartment after a day of seemingly endless rehearsals.
the fight between keonho and seonghyeon over who would shower first had seemed funny to him, so he took advantage of it to get in first.
he didn't pay attention to seonghyeon's protests at the door, and when he saw he wasn't getting any answers, he just told him to let him know when he came out.
when he went to get dressed, he realized the clothes weren't there. he had forgotten them.
he mentally kicked himself for it. between the relief of the shower and thinking about what they would have for dinner, he completely forgot to grab clothes.
—shit, what luck i have —he exclaimed irritated.
he wrapped the towel around his hips and headed to the door.
the only thing he was grateful for at that moment was that his room was right next to the bathroom, so he didn't have to walk far.
he closed the door and went to his nightstand, where he hid the underwear he wore at home. he grabbed a pair of black lace panties.
right at the moment he had already put them on, the door opened abruptly.
he froze completely.
—juhoon, you didn't say you had come ou... —he fell silent upon seeing him.
the air became heavy. as if time had stopped at the worst moment.
one of his biggest fears.
on the other hand, james didn't look away.
seeing juhoon wearing feminine underwear. but what shocked him the most was that there was no bulge visible underneath.
could it be possible that...?
—james hyung! —he covered himself with his hands. the blood had rushed to his cheeks, completely embarrassed.
—i-i'm sorry, i didn't mean to... —he tried to find the right words, but it didn't work. his face was red—. b-better leave you alone.
james left quickly, closing the door.
—this is definitely not my day —he muttered, rubbing his face hard.
juhoon was lost.