Ur Txt:
“If I told you I dreamt about you last night…shirtless and sweaty…would you block me or ask for details?”
You hit send. Immediately hurl your phone to the other side of the bed like it’s cursed. Then lie back and stare at the ceiling, silently begging the universe for a do-over.
Ding.
You army-crawl to your phone. Hesitantly peek at the screen. Jin: Depends. Were you under me or on top?
You let out an unholy shriek. Roll off the bed like you've been shot.
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