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“Are you even listening to me?” Chan asks teasingly.
“Yes,” Jisung responds on autopilot. Chan raises his eyebrows, and it's all he needs to do for Jisung to confess: “No.”
Chan huffs. “Rude,” he says, faux-offended. The smile pulls even wider, wide enough to show off his dimples. An intrusive thought of dipping his tongue into them flashes through Jisung's mind before he manages to silence it. “What's got you so distracted, huh?” Jisung bites the inside of his cheek to stay quiet. He doesn't know how to respond in a sane, appropriate way. He's thinking so hard about what not to say that he must have mentally projected his illicit reasons straight into Chan's head. Everything seems to be moving in slow motion as Jisung watches Chan's eyes drop to Jisung's lap. Jisung is wearing his favorite comfortable grey sweatpants because all of his other clothes had felt like a sensory nightmare today, which unfortunately also means that it's obvious. It's so obvious. Chan's lips part on a surprised gasp.