[Asher stumbles miserably as he re-positions himself. His hands reach for the nearest object he can use for support, which just happens to be Jin's body.
His hands smooth over the other's broad chest, and Jin will notice that they're soft, definitely belonging to a boy who has seen little hardship in life. Although some might have considered the gesture intimate, it seems as though Asher is noticeably distressed and searching for something.
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His hands smooth over the other's broad chest, and Jin will notice that they're soft, definitely belonging to a boy who has seen little hardship in life. Although some might have considered the gesture intimate, it seems as though Asher is noticeably distressed and searching for something.
After a beat, he looks up.]
What happened to all of your chest hair?
[And then, in a very serious voice:]
Did it run away?