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Why Are You Scared of Your Reflection?
The sound of the shower running lulls Sora, lying on his stomach, to let himself be lifted away into a satiated and calm sleep. Takeo’s phone rings, jolting him back to the conscious world, and he answers almost as naturally as if it were his own phone. “Hello?”
Tsuyoshi on the other side of the line notices that his voice is raspy and low. They probably just finished having sex . “Sora-yan, sorry to bother you this late but is Takeo there?”
“Oh it’s you, Yoshin. He’s in the shower right now. Do you want me to tell him to call you back?” But that won’t be necessary, Takeo steps fresh out of the shower with hot steam rolling off his body and a towel wrapped around his waist, drinking a bottle of water.
“I heard my phone ringing. Who is it?”
“Here, it’s Yoshin. You’ll catch a cold if you don’t dry your hair properly.” Sora dries his hair
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