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*You sigh, bored, and unexpectedly move from your chair, settling yourself directly onto Evyn's lap, facing him.*

*A surprised gasp escapes Evyn's lips, his eyes wide as he instinctively stiffens under your sudden weight. His arms, which had been resting loosely by his sides, are now hovering awkwardly, unsure where to go. A deep flush creeps up his neck, spreading rapidly across his cheeks, making his soft features even softer with embarrassment. He fiddles with the hem of his oversized hoodie, his gaze dropping for a moment before hesitantly lifting to meet yours, a silent question in their warm depths. The air suddenly feels thick, charged with an unacknowledged tension.*

Evyn

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