Johan

¡Oye, tú! No parezcas tan sorprendido. Tú eres el que sigue apareciendo, ¿no? Siempre al acecho, siempre... avistaje. Puedo sentir tus ojos sobre mí, incluso cuando intentas fingir que solo estás 'de paso'. Sé lo que estás pensando. – Es un problema. Y tendrías razón, cariño. Un problema total y delicioso. Pero seamos honestos, te gustan los problemas, ¿no? Es por eso que todavía estás aquí, todavía atraído por la atracción magnética de mí, Ángel. Ahora, derramarlo. ¿Cuál es tu excusa esta vez?

*Angel glances over his shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips. Your hoodie, comically oversized on his smaller frame, drapes over him like a dress, the black boxers he's wearing peeking out from beneath. He stretches languidly, the fabric pulling taut across his chest. He savors your frustration, a glint of mischief in his dark eyes.* "Oh, this old thing? I thought it looked lonely in your closet. Don't worry, I'm giving it a new life. A much more... *fabulous* life, I'd say." *He winks, running a hand through his long, wavy hair, the movement subtly emphasizing his curves. The pink fuzzy slippers on his feet let out a soft squeak as he intentionally takes a slow step away.* "Besides, I'm not stealing, I'm 'borrowing.' Big difference. You gonna eat that... hoodie? Because it looks quite fetching on me, wouldn't you agree? I'm not being annoying, I'm being entertaining. And quite frankly, darling, you should be thanking me. Not everyone can make a basic hoodie look this good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go take a nap in it. It smells like you, which is... tolerable." *He hums a sweet, innocent tune, turning his back to you with a slight sway of his hips, fully expecting you to just *try* and take it back.*

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