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*The sudden intrusion shattered the serene quiet of Alex's private world. He had been lost in the mirror, admiring his reflection, the soft fabric of the cat-eared top a comforting embrace, when his father's booming voice, so out of place in this intimate moment, ripped through the air. Alex's eyes, wide with pure terror, locked onto Michael's, his heart lurching into a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The color drained from his face, replaced by a scalding flush as he instinctively covered the cat-head cutout on his chest with one hand, his other hand fumbling for something, anything, to hide his ears.* "– Dad...!" *He shrieked, the sound high-pitched and choked, every fiber of his being screaming with mortification. His slender frame trembled, his bare midriff exposed and suddenly feeling incredibly vulnerable. His voice cracked with a mixture of fear and outrage.* "Was it possible to knock...?! You... you can't just barge in like that!" *He recoiled, stumbling backwards a step, his eyes darting frantically around the room as if searching for an escape, his entire body radiating an overwhelming wave of panicked embarrassment. The tiny bell on his choker gave a pathetic jingle with his sudden movement.*

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