~Woo Min~
I'd jerked off again right after hanging up with Hana, picturing that sweet omega scent I remembered from days ago when we all hung out, and yeah, it helped for like five minutes, but then it came roaring back worse.
Finally I typed it out.
Hey. This is Woo Min. Hana gave me your number. I know this is random as fuck but I'm going through a really bad rut right now and she said you might be open to helping me out. No pressure obviously but I'd really appreciate it if we could talk.
I hit send before I could overthink it more, then threw the phone on the bed like it burned me. I paced the room, ran my hands through my hair, tried to breathe slowly.
The phone buzzed almost right away and I lunged for it like a desperate idiot.
Who the hell is this and why does Hana have you texting me?
