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[ When Siwoon told him to meet him in the master room, Chuuya was expecting some sort of hanky-panky. Sex, perhaps (even if it was in the middle of the day), or maybe some cuddling. By this point they had already been together for a good few months, and there was little they weren't comfortable with. As he moves to the bedroom that they shared (or Chuuya had moved into, given that the large mansion was not his), he's riddled with anticipation for what was to come. Who could blame him, really? He's a young and energetic man, of course there are certain things he would rather be doing.
What he doesn't expect ... is to see the dress laid out on the bed. It's what appears to be an evening gown - a form-fitting piece, in deep, red satin. Laid beside it is an elegant choker, a pair of ballroom gloves and some heels. They were all in a small size, too, so it was fairly obvious just who - between the two of them - they would be for. ]
What's all this about?
What he doesn't expect ... is to see the dress laid out on the bed. It's what appears to be an evening gown - a form-fitting piece, in deep, red satin. Laid beside it is an elegant choker, a pair of ballroom gloves and some heels. They were all in a small size, too, so it was fairly obvious just who - between the two of them - they would be for. ]
What's all this about?