[ That terribly light touch was distracting, Minho found, but now that he finally had more of an answer, it was easy to make up his mind. So, disregarding the flashlight he was supposed to be holding for Thomas, he quickly shrugged his jacket off halfway, not really paying attention if he whacked the other with it in the process.
A second later, he was pulling the shirt up himself to take a look, or as much of a look as the placement allowed. ]
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A second later, he was pulling the shirt up himself to take a look, or as much of a look as the placement allowed. ]
Damn.