Be The Start Of My Hope

Changbin looks up at the new housemate, his brown hair is curly under his beanie and he looks the same height as him. He's wearing a black turtleneck shirt too tight for him. It's easy to see the outlines of his abs and his chest under it and it doesn't help the fact it's sleeveless, muscly arms shown with the long veins decorating them. His jeans are the same color, tight around his legs. The man smiles, all too polite to be really warm.

"Hi, I'm Bang Chan," he trails before slowly pulling down the turtleneck revealing a pink choker.

Changbin parts his lips in surprise.

Chan smiles as he gives a small greeting bow, "I'm a FreeUse, hope you'll be able to use me when you want."

Or FreeUse is an actual job paid by the Government to help reduce the numbers of rape cases and Chan had been chosen to be one when he turned eighteen.

The thing is, he hates it.