Brand Say and Franky Boy stand close in a sterile room, Brand Say’s fingers tracing Franky Boy’s chest with deliberate precision while the hospital bed’s cold metal frame looms behind them. Franky Boy braces himself against the wall, his lean body angled just right as Brand Say’s grip tightens on his arm, the green scrubs marking him like a uniform for this examination. The air hums with the quiet hum of medical equipment, the only sound as Brand Say’s touch lingers, no words, just the slow, methodical pressure of a man who knows exactly what he’s doing.
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