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the secret

they sat on that couch and talked for ages. 

jeongin faded from hyunjins mind for the first time in weeks. 

"you look cold." changbin said. 

"are you?" 

"no." hyunjin lied. 

without warning, the man walked over and plopped hyunjin into his lap. 

panic rang out in his head. what was changbin doing for gods sake? 

he wouldn't complain, though.