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“Cash or...card…” he tapers off as the figure tosses the top of their hoodie off.
On his head lies two dark red horns. They’re small— one shorter and flattened like a stump, the other extending a little higher into a small coil with a pointed tip.
He almost whistles at the props if not for the way their owner is eyeing him, glaring eyes still bright red.
“Card,” the stranger grunts. Soobin nods and presses a button on his display, gesturing to the small machine up front afterwards.
“You’re— uh—”
The stranger looks up at him with an arched brow, and Soobin loathes the fact that he thinks this guy is really fucking hot.
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(Thanks to a unique customer, Soobin has quite the Halloween.)Bookmarked by rimmiiii
11 Oct 2025