[Daichi can't be blamed for his inability to keep his thoughts to himself, please. Joe did this. Joe and his sweatshirt and his hand touching...]
...Again? [Like, okay, he hears and acknowledges the dirty way to take that statement because his mind definitely went there first and with bells on, but also he spent like half the afternoon in a changing room. Joe was there.
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...Again? [Like, okay, he hears and acknowledges the dirty way to take that statement because his mind definitely went there first and with bells on, but also he spent like half the afternoon in a changing room. Joe was there.
Joe, is this a fetish.]