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“He’s not seriously thinking that we’re going to—“
The senior’s giggle dies in his throat when he looks up to Mingyu’s dilated chocolate-brown eyes. He licks his lips while staring at the barely-concealed column of bites on Wonwoo’s collarbones.
“Wonwoo-hyung,” his voice is strained.
Wonwoo's doomed to have amazing bed chem with his roommate. He just knows it.