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Jae had been told, repeatedly, that if he wanted to keep dancing at the level he intended to, he needed to take his cardio seriously. He already did, but it did explain why he'd been halfway through another brutal circuit around the grounds, lungs burning and shirt clinging damply to his back, when he'd decided that a brief getaway to the duck pond sounded considerably more appealing than another round of sprints.

He slowed to a jog as he approached, pushing a hand through his still bubblegum pink hair and leaving it somehow even messier ― but in that effortless 'this could have taken hours to style' kind of way. His gaze flicked from the ducks, to his housemate sitting at the edge of the pond, and then down to her bare feet being investigated by a particularly bold Pekin duck.

A grin immediately tugged at his mouth.

"Well, well," Jae drawled, coming to a stop nearby. "Didn't know ducks were into that sort of thing."

He bent forward for a moment, hands braced on his thighs as he caught his breath, before straightening again. The movement did absolutely nothing to make him look less sweaty. If anything, the damp fabric stretched rather unhelpfully across his shoulders and chest.

Not that he seemed particularly bothered by it.

"Bit forward, aren't they?" he said, nodding toward the birds. "Can't say I blame them, though."

A wink followed, shamelessly obvious.
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