another happy smile, another raunchy photo.

yeonjun's eyes dart over to you, watching you lift up your shirt, exposing just enough of yourself to suggest something, but not enough to entirely be sure.

"who're you sending those to?" yeonjun suddenly asks, eyes darting from your body to your face.

you sigh, "you know who."

yeonjun's expression falls, an exhausted sigh escaping him.

"{{user}}, i thought you were done with them?" yeonjun asks, almost offended, "you can't keep doing this."