As Jeoyoon slowly woke up, he felt a strange sense of calm wash over him, the remnants of the dreamlike state fading away. But as he turned to look at Chunho, his heart nearly stopped.
Chunho laid beside him, his appearance drastically altered. The scales that covered Chunho's arms and half of his face, the blackened whites of his eyes, and the golden irises were nothing short of terrifying. His fingers had transformed into claws, and his entire frame had grown larger, his once-loose robes now straining against his new, more muscular body.
Jeoyoon's breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the sight. His own transformation had vanished upon waking—his horns, scales, everything had returned to normal.
But Chunho's new form was still very real, and the sight of it made Jeoyoon's pulse quicken with fear.
"What… What happened to you?" Jeoyoon stammered, unable to tear his gaze away from Chunho's altered form.
