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“On god I will end you, then myself if you don’t shut that alarm off right now .” 


Minhyun chuckled from the other side of the room as he came back into the room to shut off his alarm. 


“Stop getting pissy with me just because you decided to party all night. Who parties on a Monday, anyway?” Minhyun laughed as he buttoned up his collar. 


“Someone who has a life, unlike you.” Aron said, throwing his pillow at Minhyun as he walked out of the door. 


Technically, Aron wasn’t supposed to be partying. That was the reason his mother sent him away to begin with. Aron’s parents had decided to ship him off to some remote university in the middle of Nowhere, California. 


It wasn’t his fault that the house party he wanted to have got out of hand and ended in the cops showing up … not at all. And it definitely isn’t his fault that there were all kinds of illicit drugs in every room. Absolutely not. He had just invited the wrong people. He didn’t remember half of the party to begin with, which definitely didn’t look good when the cops interrogated him. 


It didn’t matter though, he was turning 25 soon, and that meant he could legally obtain his fortune from the family. Until then, he was forced to listen to their every order, like coming to this stupid university, away from all the snotty rich kids he had spent years sucking up to in order to network himself for his future. 


Aron spent the next 20 minutes rolling around in his bed before deciding to finally get up and do something productive with his life. Networking doesn’t happen in bed, anyway. 


Dragging his feet, Aron got ready for the day, slipping on a hoodie and his glasses. 


Checking his schedule for the tenth time that morning, Aron headed off to the class he was TA-ing for. He hated every second of it, but he did get paid for it, and get credit. 


“Mr. Kwak will be grading your assignments, assuming he decides to make it to class to--” Dr. Jung paused as Aron walked through the door. “Ah, he made it. Anyway, hand in your papers to him, he will have them graded by the end of the week, our office hours are ..” 


Aron stopped listening as the students started to line up by his desk, handing in the first half of their reports. As much as he loved Neuroscience, Aron also despised every second he had to read b.s’d assignments from students who think they can get away with writing their reports the night before. Or that morning, by the looks of the fresh coffee stains on one report. Overall, they shouldn’t be too hard to read, the material wasn’t nearly as dense as it could be. 


Just as quickly as the students turned their reports into him, Aron began to grade them, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose.


The day went on like that, he went to his classes, or went to the ones he had to assist in before he went to the research lab across the campus. 


There was where Aron felt the happiest. He wouldn’t admit it, but he loved doing research and looking at brains all day. He wouldn’t ever admit to his parents that he was actually thankful for them pushing him towards this career.  


“Hey, Baekho. You’re late. Show up on time next time or I’m going to have to report you to Jung.” Aron said as his research partner showed up, his hair tousled and shirt ruffled. 


“What they hell were you doing, anyway? I thought Thursdays were the day you didn’t have class?”


Baekho smiled sheepishly as he sat in his chair. “I was … busy?” 


Aron smacked him. “Don’t give me that, you’re a horrible liar.” 


“Fine, I was um… indisposed?”

Silence followed.

“Indisposed?” Aron repeated. 


Baekho nodded, trying not to look Aron in the eyes. 


“I was watching porn and lost track of the time.” He mumbled. 


Aron laughed. “Oh, well okay then. Whatever, no big deal.” 


“IT WAS A GUY.” Baekho blurted. Aron slowly turned to look at Baekho. “A dude? You’re gay? That’s fine if you are but why didn’t you tell me?” 


“Because I’m … not…” Baekho looked up now, his eyes full of confusion. “I don’t know man. I was watching the usual stuff, ya know. And then I saw an add for someone named foxxx09 and saw all the reviews…! So many comments about ‘the best tits and ass’. I don’t know man. I had to look. I was too curious!!!” 


Baekho’s face was completely red now. His embarrassment starting to rub off on Aron. 


“So you what? Watched the whole video?” Aron asked, curious, but also teasing his friend. 


Baekho shook his head. “No, much worse!! I mean, I-- I stopped watching at first, but then curiosity got the best of me and I-- I jerked off to it. He’s just so … good… better than all the vapid cam girls I’ve watched.” 


Aron wanted to laugh, but he also wasn’t about to kink shame his friend. “Hey man, whatever works!! Sometimes i have to watch hentai just to get variety.” He shrugged, hoping to make Baekho feel less...guilty. He wasn’t really sure what to call it. 


Aron himself didn’t really care, if he was being honest. He understood that people had different kinds of kinks and tastes and as long as it wasn’t illegal, he thought people should have fun. 


Baekho went silent for a few moments until a small, “Oh, shit nooooo…” blurted out of him. 


Aron turned to face his partner. “What now?” 


Baekho blushed an intense red. “Please whatever you not open that message I just sent you. It was supposed to go to my last contact but you popped up first and and--”


Aron held his stomach as he began to laugh. “Oh my god!! Haha!!! Get it together, I’m not going to open that!! I’m not really into it, my dude.” 


Baekho sighed, “Okay, cool, cool. We good?”

Aron nodded, still giggling. “Yeah, dude, of course. Now, can you please get back to setting up the magnet for the experiment? We need to get started by tonight or we’ll be behind. And I don’t know about you, but I want to go home.” 


Baekho smiled at Aron, before running to the back of the lab to retrieve the magnet and start to set up. 



Aron walked into his room at exactly 11:57 PM, yawning as if he wasn’t about to chug a pre-workout and head down to the gym for a late-night swim. 


Minhyun was already sound asleep in his bed, his usual shorts and white t-shirt combo, the fan on high to reduce the heat from outside. He snored lightly and Aron couldn’t help but smile at how his roommate was sleeping at a weird angle. 


“He probably had a long day.” Aron thought to himself. “I can’t imagine having two jobs on top of being a full time student…”

Aron felt a bit of pity for his roommate, he worked very hard to pretend like he didn’t give a single care about Minhyun, but the guy was just … too charming. It was no wonder that he was the department favorite. If he wasn’t out and about, Minhyun was usually sleeping in their room. Aron rarely saw him studying, but knew his grades were impeccable. He wondered how on earth he managed to do it all. 


Shrugging, Aron switched off the light in their room and went to the gym. 


Minhyun closed the door to his and Aron’s room, loosening up his tie and shrugging off his shirt. He checked the closets and bathroom before sending out an alert that he would start a live show in 5 minutes. It was a little too early, but he needed release, and he needed it now. 


Looking around, he began to switch on the LED light he had to “set the mood” for his videos. Truth be told this was his favorite part of the day. After all his classes were over, and he finished his work for the day, Minhyun loved to unwind by shutting off his brain and being told what to do by his thousands of viewers. Especially the ones that paid the most money. They were his favorite customers; the more you paid, the more likely you were to be able to boss him around. 


Minhyun took a deep breath, shaking off his usual nerves before covering his eyes with a masquerade mask, pouting his lips slightly and lowering his voice an octave. He sat back in his chair, switching on the cam as the countdown to his show began. 







“Hey, everyone, welcome back to your favorite fox’s playtime~” 


He leaned into the camera a bit, “What should we start with today? I’ve had a very long day and just want to be used…” He pouted at the camera, slumping his shoulders.


A quick succession of dings rang throughout his room; Minhyun tried to hold back from smirking at how easy it was to get money from his audience. “Ah, should I start like that? Is that really what you want, daddy?” 


Dings began to come in faster. Minhyun smiled at the camera. “Okay, then! I guess it’s settled; follow me~” 


Minhyun moved from his desk to the bed, a tiny remote in his hand switching the camera to one he had placed near his closet door, cautiously hidden from his roommates’ view. The new angle made his bed look bigger than it was, and it made Minhyun’s legs look more slender. “Is this a good angle, daddy?” 


More dings. 


“Good! What should I take off first?” Minhyun asked, his hips shaking slightly to tease his audience. 


Ding, ding, ding. 


“Ah, my pants?” 


No dings. 


“Hm, my shirt?” 


Ding, ding, ding.


Minhyun smiled, sitting up to take off his shirt, running his hands across his chest, slowing down by his nipples as he did.


Baekho excused himself from the cafeteria when he saw the alert. 

“I..I have something I have to do. Be back in a bit.” he said, scooting his way to the bathroom as he pulled out his earbuds from his pocket. 


Now? He usually doesn’t stream until much later! 


Baekho tuned in just as foxxx09 was tearing off his pants to show off the sparkling pink plug in his ass.