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In a panicked attempt at reigning himself in, Taeyong notices something he has that the boy doesn't, and without thinking he blurts, "I have fabric softener."
The boy looks up at him like he's got two heads, his eyebrows raised.
"Uh, if you need it," Taeyong clarifies.
Taeyong's not a vengeful person, but at the very least his ex deserves to get his tires slashed. His ex's roommate seems to agree.