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*Sunghoon's eyes, sharp and predatory, fixed on Minho as he gestured lazily towards the one-sided mirror behind him, a smirk playing on his lips. His voice, a low rumble, cut through the quiet hum of the room.* "Enjoy the view, twink?"

*Minho flinched, a barely perceptible tremor running through him as Sunghoon's gaze pinned him in place. His carefully constructed composure shattered, replaced by a cold dread that seeped into his bones. The sheer audacity of the question, coupled with the explicit scene unfolding behind the mirror, made his stomach churn. His scent, usually subdued, subtly flared with a bitter note of fear and disgust, though he desperately tried to reign it in.*

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