jimin realizing he has a voyeur kink when he notices the way jeongguk's hands look around his boyfriend's waist, sees the way taehyung moulds against jeongguk and he wants to see more. wishes jeongguk would run his hands lower, grab at tae's ass. maybe spank it. whirl him around

as he presses his crotch and nestles them against tae's fat cheeks and with horror, jimin realises that he's sporting a half chub at the thought of his best friend and the /love/ of his life fucking.

this was weird, right? he was being weird.

but, as taehyung proceeds to go hug

namjoon next, jimin watches with a tight chest and notices how small tae looked next to namjoon and he suddenly has a vision of his boyfriend on his hands and knees as joon fucks him hard from behind, as joon leans forward and kisses /his/ boyfriend hard.

fuck, jimin thinks desperately, i'm hard.

taehyung laughed carefree, unaware of jimin's predicament as he hugs his friends. the same friends that jimin was now imagining would fuck into taehyung, would wrap hands around his pretty throat and spread his ass apart as they

penetrated through his ass, two cocks at once maybe... god, he needs to stop thinking about this. this was bad. dangerous.

"hey hyung, why you so silent?" jeongguk calls out to him, laughing silently. "come here."

jimin rigidly walks and prays that the dim lighting of the diner

could cover his cock tenting against his tight jeans, straining against the material.

tae was still mingling. he was good at that, good at talking to people. good at being genuinely excited at the prospect of small talk. currently, he was dancing with hoseok, laughing softly.

it was all well and good except taehyung falls onto his lap with a breathless gasp and jimin's hands shoot out to naturally grab at the dip of his waist and taehyung freezes.

he freezes 'cos he realises. realises that jimin's fucking hard. probably doesn't realise that jimin's

fucking hard because he'd envisioned hoseok grinding against taehyung, one arm reaching out to choke against his neck.

"baby," tae says and it's just a word. just a word but jimin knows exactly what he means. can read between the lines.

'do you want me to help you with that?'

"y-yeah," he stammers a little. "bathroom?"

tae nods. he leans down and kisses jimin slightly and jimin's thumb presses against his sides. touches him everywhere and imagines other hands.

they excuse themselves and tae sucks jimin off in the dingy bathroom of the diner, quite

possibly scarring another man in there but jimin cums down tae's throat and tae swallows like the good boy he is and they go back to their friends as if nothing at all had transpired between them.

it was just a blowjob to tae. but to jimin, it was more. so much more.

"you dated guk in college, right?" jimin asks.

taehyung was pretending to read a book but really, he'd been scrolling through puppy videos on Instagram and jimin's endeared with every quiet coo he makes at his phone.

taehyung looks up at jimin's question and his brows are

pinched together. he frowns slightly. "yeah, for a couple of months. we were mostly, um."

jimin watches. he knows what they were. knows that all jeongguk and taehyung did was fuck each other but he wants to hear it.

"friends with benefits." taehyung finishes, laughs lightly.

"yea?" jimin laughs too, even though this wasn't a joke to him at all, really. "what did you guys do?"

tae frowns again. "jimin, do you really wanna know about that? it was so long ago. before I met your handsome ass and decided to stop fucking other boys."

"i don't mind,"

jimin mumbles. he has to play his cards right. "i love every part of you and I don't mind hearing about it."

"oh," taehyung reaches up and gives him a kiss and jimin's smaller hands pull at his cheeks, brings him forward to deepen the kiss. "well, guk and i were barely dating.

it was mostly just...fucking. we used to meet everywhere." taehyung tells this to him, breathlessly. "he used to edge me a lot. like you do, jiminie!" taehyung says excitedly. "he used to like how whiny n' squirmy i get."

taehyung was mumbling breathlessly and jimin was hard

at the thought of a debauched tae at the mercy of a mean jeongguk. jeongguk was always a lovely cutie but sometimes, when his hands were on taehyung— his voice got lower. tone modulated as he runs a hand through the other's body, familiar pull.

"go on," jimin whispers.

"just used to play with me lots n' make me suck his cock for hours." taehyung squirms and jimin wonders if the other is as hard as he is. hard, remembering how his old flame used to fuck him. "he was just... nice. used to fuck me so good, jiminie."

this is when jimin should

interject with a joking "better than me?"

but, instead, he says. "i bet he did, baby." he reaches down and cards a hand through tae's hair. "bet he made you feel so good. right? would put his cock in your warm, tight hole and fuck you so good. wouldn't he, doll?"

taehyung's pupils are blown wide and he looked breathless. "y-yeah." he says and this was certainly odd but jimin's hand slowly reach down to his neck, thumb pressing against the side of it. tae's breath hitches and jimin presses harder.

"what if he was fucking you right now?"

jimin asks and god, they should talk about this. they /should/ discuss this. they need to do research and figure out what this development means. but, taehyung's such a puppy, already got his tongue lolling out and eyes all glassy & jimin, god, jimin /loved/ seeing him like this.

"he would fuck me so good, jimin-ah," tae says in a tumble of mumbled words. "would fuck me like you. like how you do. all rough hands n' mean words n' make taetae feel so good."

oh shit. he could see taehyung rutting against jimin's thighs, could see him drop into subspace.

"would taetae like that?" jimin asks and this is so wrong. not his style. he didn't like springing things up like this and he hopes taehyung would understand. "would you wanna have gukkie fuck you like that again, baby?"

taehyung moans so loud that jimin's worried his neighbours

would come break their door down and tae's still cutely humping at his legs. "y-yes!" he stutters. "please."

jimin doesn't even know what he's begging for but with a surprising amount of strength, he pulls taehyung up so that their crotches were pressed against each other.

it gets into a messy fuck after that and jimin doesn't talk about it anymore. just praises taehyung as he fucks up into him, grabs his hips and thrusts hard as he kisses the corner of tae's eyebrow.

"pretty baby," he mumbles, on repeat. "prettiest."

"jiminie's the prettiest."

tae whines and then, moans softly as jimin fucks up harder into him. taehyung pants and heaves and they both cum together and jimin presses kisses against his skin, kisses him again and again. wipes him clean. tells him what a good baby boy he is. best puppy. best baby.

as taehyung glows under jimin's praises and returns them enthusiastically in his own slurred voice, they cuddle tightly.

taehyung's out like a light but jimin stays up longer, eyes fixed on the side of his boyfriend's face and wonders how their talk tomorrow is going to go.

ill update later !! it's 1 am now so goodnight

"tae," jimin starts and he watches as taehyung hums, lifts his head up from the tea he'd been busy preparing. "hey, uh— can we talk?"

"uh oh," taehyung says and there's a smile on his lips. "that doesn't sound good."

"no, it's just— nothing bad, I promise." jimin reassures as

he gestures for taehyung to take the seat opposite him. "god, tae, where do I begin?"

taehyung looks at him, seemingly discerning the nervousness, reaches out quietly and wraps a reassuring hand around jimin's clenched fist. "hey, it's just me. your soulmate. you trust me, mm?"

"yeah," jimin exhales. "I trust you."

taehyung smiles, doesn't move his hand away. "good. now, tell me, got me all curious."

"tae, i...you know how we fucked yesterday and i asked you about guk?" jimin begins and watches as tae's cheeks blush scarlet. the latter nods, albeit a

little more shy. "yeah baby, i just really enjoy the idea of you getting fucked by other men."

jimin says it in a rush, it's just a tumble of words really. says it fast and callously and inspects their tablecloth instead of gauging the reaction taehyung was blatantly displaying

now.

"i know you told me you can't do poly anymore and i— ah, i thought maybe if I could just talk about guk. know you're comfortable with gukkie, you know...with your past indiscretions. figured there was a loophole. god, didn't even consult you about it. just sprung it out—"

"jiminie," taehyung cuts across and jimin finally finds that he's able to look up and he sees his boyfriend with the softest little smile adorning his face. "you're rambling, baby."

"fuck," he laughs. "i— i know this is a little off for you, tae. it's just, i saw you with guk &

the hyungs the other day. saw how small you looked next to joon, god, you look so big but you're so small next to joonie. wanted to see you wrecked. by joon. or jin hyung. or yoonie. or by Guk, honestly I have no qualms if they're all fucking you but i wanna watch."

"baby, you wanna be cucked?" taehyung asks, softly. he sounds unsure but he's listening. he always /listens/, talks softly. waits his turn. god, jimin's obsessed, really. "you wanna sit n' watch me get fucked by the hyungs?"

jimin shakes his head, humiliated. "that's..that's

something to consider. for sure. but, uh, i want to watch when you're not aware 'm watching. like, at a club. or when i've gone for a dance class n' come early and you've got your ass up for hoseokie hyung and jeongguk's cock down your throat— fuck." jimin's worked himself up to

hardness with all the scenarios he'd been describing. he looks up at taehyung and sees his boyfriend regard him with a curious look, sees him distractedly twist the gold bands on his fingers.

"what.. tae, am i weirding you out?" jimin mutters. he's usually a lot more in command

with himself than right now but he's nervous. knows tae's a little iffy about open relationships, about poly. about sharing jimin with people but jimin has no idea if tae is okay with /himself/ being shared around.

"jimin, i—" he squirms on his seat. "this is a lot. ah, i'll

admit i'm a little...let's say, i'm a little excited by this idea. kinda think about guk's hands on me sometimes, you know?"

taehyung bites his lips and jimin suppresses the urge to groan out loud at the confession. see? he was fucked in the head because his boyfriend had

/clearly/ admitted that he thought about other men and all that did was make jimin's dick twitch in interest.

"but, jimin-ah, the hyungs...why would they ever—" he stammers and jimin's perceptive, always in tune with the other so he catches on quick.

"i'll talk to them." he

swallows. his tongue felt too big in his mouth. "i know guk and joon would be interested. hoseok, too, he's such a slut but 'm not sure about the others."

taehyung twists the bands on his finger again— a nervous habit. "jiminie, are you sure you're okay with this?"

"are /you/ sure you're okay with this, tae?" jimin counter-questions. "because i'm more than okay with this. thought about this for a while. more than into the idea of you getting fucked by multiple men whilst i watch from the sidelines."

he says it crass and tae's cheeks color

and it's cute. jimin's endeared. jimin's hard, too but one step at a time. he needed to make sure tae was well and truly okay with this.

"I'm— i wanna try," taehyung blushes. "i'm excited by it, jiminie. wanna be used like a ragdoll n' tossed around."

"tae, fuck," jimin groans.

"saying things like /that/, jesus. it's like you're begging me to eat your ass out."

taehyung stands. jimin sees the tent in his boxers and tae, filthy /tease/ that he is, turns around and slowly shimmies out of his boxers. as more and more of his skin is exposed, jimin reaches

down to fist at his cock over his sweats.

"maybe that's /exactly/ what i want." taehyung says, looking over his shoulder before licking his boxers away and spreading his legs apart.

"get that bubble butt over here." jimin groans.

jimin sticks to his word and has a massive talk with the hyungs and jeongguk present. taehyung, respectfully stays home since jimin feels he needs to have a discussion round first.

"hyung, are you...are you sure?" jeongguk says and he's the first to break the silence after jimin

had stammered through a passionate monologue about what he wanted to do and how he wanted to and what pleased tae (at this, guk had perked up and even interrupted jimin with his own pointers). jimin knew hoseok was sold, he knew jeongguk was sold, he knew namjoon was sold too,

judging by the way joon was nodding along. not looking scandalised. surprisingly, seokjin hyung had agreed.

"this is what you need?" seokjin says, fingers running across his plump lips once. "this will get you off?"

"so good, hyung," jimin says, nods.

"if i spank taehyung,"

seokjin says, leans forward. gaze calculated. "if i eat taehyung out, it'll please you?"

jimin fists at his jeans material. tries to calm his erratic heart. "yeah," he nods again. "it's.. you need to talk to tae first. understand his limits. i'll leave that upto you but it's

free reign. whatever tae's okay with, is okay with me."

yoongi's the only one left. looks unsure. "i— i don't know, jimin-ah. i've never done something like this. i've not topped...i—" he struggles and jeongguk reaches in to hold him close. "it seems too much."

"you can watch me, hyung," jeongguk mutters. "watch me fuck tae. like how I fuck you, right?"

this was new information and all of them raise their eyebrows at this, yoongi bites his lips, looking embarrased. jeongguk looked uncaring. "what? yoongi hyung says he likes the idea of

being a cuck. jimin, does he /have/ to participate?"

"honestly, i just needed one or maybe, two of you to agree." jimin says. "it's—"

"i'll do it. it's okay," yoongi finally mutters. "i want to. I /want/ to." it's firm and jimin looks at him with wide blown eyes.

it's settled.

OK!! I'll give you the final update soon! are you enjoying

the part of the surprise is, jimin doesn't know when it's coming and the first month passes by in a blur. a blur of early morning of jogging, late evenings of working and nights cuddling with taehyung as some mindless sitcom played on the television.

jimin's jittery.

anticipating it every single day since he'd heard taehyung had discussed his kinks with the others. he's nervous, knee bouncing up as he sits in the subway, wondering if he'll reach home to the sight of someone else's hands all over taehyung as his boyfriend, pliant and ready

takes everything that's given to him.

but, it doesn't happen. and jimin doesn't wanna bring it up, even though every pore of his body wants to /ask/. have they forgotten?

but, jimin doesn't bring it up and he comes home, stands up on tiptoes and kisses taehyung on the mouth.

takes him to the bedroom, pushes him against the bed. watches as the other's eyes widen, pupils darkening as he spreads his legs for jimin to settle between them.

jimin kisses up his legs, dips his tongue into his hole as he fingers tae. gets him ready. and then, holds his hips

and pushes in, bottoming out. thrusts once, slow. twice, faster. thrice, the pace is set. he's pumping in and out of taehyung, pistoning his hip inside as his baby moans underneath him, arching his back up, fisting at the sheets.

looking so debauched and pretty.

he doesn't bring it up but he imagines someone else was fucking taehyung and he was standing at the entrance, watching. watching as seokjin meanly struck tae's face with his palm and grinded into his sopping wet, filthy hole.

he imagines so hard that he barely has a second to

stutter out a weak "i'm coming—" before he shoots his load into taehyung and the other whimpers as jimin languidly gives a few more shallow thrusts, pumping his cock dry.

they cuddle to sleep & jimin wonders if it'll ever happen or if the whole thing's been secretly called off.

but, jimin's tiredness has seeped into his bones one day and he would just like going home, have taehyung massage the knots of his shoulder as they go to sleep with their limbs tangled and he's pulling out the keys to their apartment when he pauses.

the door's ajar.

jimin takes a step, chest tight and he peeks in through the door and his heart leaps into his throat.

on his knees, with his thighs spread apart was taehyung. /his/ taehyung. tongue out, dick leaking /taehyung/. above him, jeongguk's cock was being guided into his mouth and

namjoon's hand was buried in tae's hair, was pulling against the strands and the latter mewls, soft little groan and it's such a different sound to what jimin's used to— the breathless little pants so watching taehyung on his knees as the rest circle him with their cocks out

got jimin instantly hard. got him settling his briefcase near the shoerack they kept outside their apartment, got him pulling his tie loose and unbuckling his pant before shucking it down & he spits into his palm before encircling his cock.

he watches. watches with bated breath.

seokjin was behind taehyung and he drops down to his knees, presses a kiss into the side of taehyung's neck.

his sensitive spot, jimin thinks.

and sure enough, taehyung moans. twitches. but then, seokjin's hand slaps his thigh, hits it hard as if reprimanding. god, they were

/edging/ his baby. he could see drool slip down taehyung's mouth, could see the way jeongguk thrust in, shallow and he watches as hoseok shuffles forward and presses his toe against the tip of taehyung's dick.

namjoon's hands are still guiding tae's head and when jeongguk

shifts, jimin groans when he realises that taehyung was jerking namjoon and hoseok off with both his hands, it was sloppy and his baby was frowning hard in concentration as jeongguk's hips thrusted harsh into tae's mouth.

seokjin was busy pinching tae's nipples, running a hand

through the side of his body. making the other quiver and squirm. got him feeling all tingly.

jimin pumps faster. pumps his cock as tae pulls out and looks up at jeongguk with glassy eyes and hoseok leans down and wipes the precum smeared across his lips before pushing his thumb

inside tae's willing mouth.

his warm mouth. jesus, jimin groans as he sees his fucked-out dumbed down baby mindlessly suck on hoseok's thumb with droopy eyes.

it's then that yoongi takes a step forward and jimin loses it. yoongi's holding up a toy— a small pink bullet vibrator

that he shows taehyung.

"wanna know something interesting, tae?" he says and his deep voice is soft. sweet. dangerous. jimin is so fucking hard, he's worried he'll come. "this is one of the most powerful vibes out there."

he leans down, bends down to show tae and the other's

unfocused eyes focus on yoongi, take in the vibrator and he really looked like a wet dream come to life. what, with his pink tongue dropping out and his teary eyes— jimin has a hard time looking away.

"yes, hyung," taehyung replies and he sounds so mumbly. god, they had barely

gotten started and taehyung was already looking so debauched. he was the only one who was entirely naked, the rest of them had most of their clothes on and their dicks out of their zippers. it was somehow so much hotter this way.

there's a lustful, almost predatory look that

seokjin shares with yoongi before taking the vibrator in his hands. they had a mean streak in them— seokjin and yoongi. had a little bit of wanting to see someone entirely wrecked.

above them, namjoon makes a little noise which sounded like a whimper when he notices how much tae

was leaking from his dick.

that's my messy, wet baby, jimin thinks proudly.

seokjin presses the vibrator against tae's dick and gestures to yoongi. jimin couldn't see the expression on yoongi's face but he could assume it was an evil smirk because sure enough, taehyung starts

squirming when the vibrator starts rumbling and taehyung moans, cries out.

"please, please— ah," he cries and there's pretty pearly teardrops cascading down his cheeks and jimin's almost in tears himself as he watches the way his baby shivers against seokjin's hold on him.

they edge him for a while and seokjin laughs meanly as taehyung squirms with hoseok reaching down to pinch at his nipples until jeongguk shoots a hand out and says, "that's enough. wanna fuck him now."

this seems to pique everyone's interest because they toss the vibrator away

and jeongguk carries a shaky taehyung to the couch, settling him down and he leans and kisses him soft. kisses him slow. jimin's breath hitches as he sees taehyung loop his arms around jeongguk's neck as they deepen the kiss, jeongguk's hands run all over his torso, wrap around

his cock as he presses his thumb into the slit.

taehyung moans. he moans into the kiss.

"pretty boy." jeongguk whispers.

"that's enough," namjoon says and he pulls jeongguk back. "wanna kiss him now."

namjoon's leaning in and taehyung is such a puppy about it, makes grabby

hands and gets his eyes wide and looks so excited. fucking cutie, jimin thinks and he's fond. his cock's made a mess of his palm— all sticky with precum and he gets a little embarassed about it.

"hyung," taehyung moans, voice dripping with aegyo. he loved being baby cute for

namjoon. always did the cutest gestures and talked in that pouty voice of his and jimin's endeared and so is namjoon because he smiles into the kiss that he presses against taehyung's lips.

it's faster and namjoon lifts taehyung's legs up, trails one hand down to his hole and

press the back of his thumb against the rim.

with a jolt, jimin realises that taehyung had prepped or god forbid, one of them had fingered tae prior to this because namjoon's thumb slips in with ease.

"such a loose baby," namjoon mutters. kisses taehyung's lips once.

fast forward to five minutes later with hoseok thrusting his cock down tae's mouth as taehyung has loose wrists wrapped around both jeongguk and yoongi's cocks as namjoon thrusts into him. seokjin's kissing up taehyung's body and watching his quivering, trembling body get

worshipped the way it deserved makes jimin grab onto the door, for support as he fists into his hand.

he watches as namjoon fucks into him and then flips him around as hoseok goes next, grabs his hips. leans forward. he's meaner. a lot less nicer than joon. calls tae a dumb slut

and spanks his ass and taehyung moans breathlessly as he moves in tandem with the thrusts.

it's jeongguk next and jimin really can't hold on much longer. he's been feeling lightheaded already so when jeongguk bends down and sticks a tongue against taehyung's hole, jimin's /done/

for. he cums hard, it almost feels like a blackout and he cries out.

fuck, he's given himself away.

he opens his eyes but if there was any indication that they'd heard jimin, they don't show it and jeongguk's tongue was still thrusting in and out of a moaning taehyung.

jimin watches, holding onto the door frame as jeongguk straightens up, tells taehyung to lift his hips and then, presses his cock in all slow and sweet. it starts slow and ends fast, brutal and taehyung's done. he's so done.

but, seokjin is pushing jeongguk away and taking his

place and god, god jimin can't handle this. fucking hell, he's hard again. he's hard watching the way his friends handle his boyfriend, handle the boy /he/ fucks.

he's hard seeing the way yoongi leans forward to press the vibe against taehyung's cock. he's hard because tae's

looking like he'd never been fucked this way— which, granted, he'd never been.

and jesus, jimin's stroking again as seokjin lifts taehyung up. easily carries him and presses him against the wall and aligns his cock and it's all so quick yet time moves so, so slow.

"hyung," taehyung cries. "hyung, I can't. I can't anymore. I can't. i—"

seokjin silences him with a kiss. "word?" he says, asks it softly.

"g-green but—"

seokjin fucks in, it's so quick and yoongi's jerking off, dick pressing against jeongguk's abs and namjoon's kissing guk,

their hands touching yoongi. roving against his body. hoseok's spent, watching seokjin thrust into taehyung who was mewling, tears dripping down his eyes.

"'m gon' cum," he says and it's all raspy.

seokjin grunts. "come for me, baby." he says and it's gentle. "come."

they come so quickly and jimin releases into his already sticky hand and squeezes his eyes shut as shockwaves ripple through his body.

there's silence for a minute.

and then, jimin reaches for his pants, pulls them up, wipes his palm against his pant. picks his suitcase up.

he leaves.

he hears seokjin's voice asking taehyung what he wanted. he hears rustling and he hears jeongguk ask if taehyung was sore.

"a little." taehyung responds and he sounds tired.

my baby, jimin thinks. he waits a minute in the hallway. a minute ticks to two. then, five.

he waits until he's sure they're cleaned up. until he's sure taehyung's been put into a bath before he steps in through the door, rehearsed smile on his face.

"hey," he says, feigning surprise when he sees yoongi on jeongguk's lap. "what are you guys doing here?"

"visiting," jeongguk responds. lifts his arm up in a lazy wave. "how was work?"

"good." he waits a beat. "where's taehyung?"

"hm? oh, think he's in the shower." jeongguk says and then, yoongi turns. he has a sleepy expression on his face.

"you should go to him. to tae."

"yeah, i will." jimin nods at them just as hoseok comes out of the kitchen, holding a can of beer. "hey, hyung. you're here too?"

"yeah, the whole gang's here. tae's in the shower."

"i heard, i heard."

they look at each other and hoseok who shit at keeping secrets, shit at

being good at roleplaying gives jimin a grin. mischievous, glinting eyes.

jimin shakes his head. "i'll go find tae."

"you go do that. 'm gonna enjoy this beer." hoseok raises the can in cheers and jimin enters his bedroom. he sees namjoon on the bed and the latter immediately

straightens up.

"seokjin's in the shower." he says, sounding suspiciously cheery.

"with taehyung?" jimin asks.

"uh," namjoon scratches at his head, about to fabricate a bullshit lie when the door opens and taehyung steps out with a fluffy towel around him. he had a fuzzy

band pushing his hair back and he looked sleepy. warm. looked like taehyung and jimin wanted to reach forward and kiss him but he resists.

"oh hey, jimin," seokjin says as he holds taehyung from the back. "tae hurt himself so i helped take a shower."

it's a good lie and jimin

sends a silent prayer to the lord god that seokjin hyung was brilliant before he takes two steps forward and taehyung pulls him into a tight embrace.

"jiminie," he mumbles and jimin reaches up, stands on tiptoes and cups taehyung's face with his small hands.

"hey, baby."

jimin says and he presses a kiss on the bridge of tae's nose. "you hurt?"

"not anymore, 'm not," taehyung whispers and jimin finds himself grinning.

he helps taehyung change into a comfy pajama set and they join the rest in the living room. it's silent and Jimin knows

they'll have to have the conversation for another day but for now, for him, they pretend. they pretend that they all hadn't just fucked taehyung. hadn't just wrecked his boy apart as jimin stood outside the apartment door, fisting at his cock.

when it's finally time to leave,

they stand up and wave. give kisses goodbye and make promises to see each other soon.

just as they're all piling onto the lift, jimin holds the very door he'd been holding when he was trying hard not to cum.

"hey guys?" he calls out. they look at him. "thanks."

they knows what he means and he knows that they know so he exhales, mindlessly waves as they smile at him.

the elevator doors close and jimin goes back to a sleepy taehyung who presses in close, bumps his head against jimin's shoulder.

he whines softly and jimin presses a kiss.

"love you, jiminie." he says, whispers it really.

"love you too, tae." jimin whispers back.

they'll have that conversation. just...later.

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