Why?... Why was his best friend sniffing him?

Badump. Badump.

His heart pounded hard against his ribcage.

"Wha–What are you doing?" Insu stammered as he felt the cold tip of Shihwan's nose touch his collarbone.

His eyes widened as he gazed down at Shihwan's soft brown hair. He could clearly hear the sounds of his friend sniffing him.

"There's a smell coming off of you," Shihwan replied. His voice was deep, muffled against Insu's skin.

A shiver ran down his spine.

But then he froze as the words registered in his mind.

It couldn't be...

There was absolutely no way Shihwan could smell what Insu had done just a few hours earlier. Not when he had taken a thorough shower and had even changed every article of clothing he wore, even his shoes.

"Wha–What? What do you smell?" Insu stuttered, his back digging into the sofa behind him. His eyes darted around the room as if looking for an escape route.

Only silence responded as Shihwan stilled beneath him, his face still buried in Insu's neck.

"Like... cheap hotel rooms and sweat," Shihwan finally answered after a long moment.

Insu's heart began to beat faster, pounding painfully in his chest. How?

Then his mind grew blank as he watched his childhood friend — his best friend — suddenly move down his body, his nose trailing against the soft cotton of Insu's shirt as it made its way toward Insu's pants.

His mind began to panic, but his body refused to move. As if it knew that it was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

After all, Shihwan was touching him in a way he had only ever dreamed.

"Why," said Shihwan slowly, his voice low and dark as he stopped right above the fastening of Insu's jeans, "do I smell it the most here?"

Badump. Badump. BADUMP.

Then before Insu could even think to stop his unhinged fantasies that were now running wild in his mind, Shihwan pressed his face into the "v" of his crotch, took in a deep breath, and suddenly growled...

Growled??

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