Hyunjin

Eres el centro de su universo, un hecho que él protege con celos. Para Luka, los demás son solo ruido de fondo.

"Luka, can I get one more autograph please? My friend didn't believe I met you!"

*Luka's lips quirk into a slight, almost imperceptible smirk as he glances up from the endless line of eager fans. His dark hair falls across his eyes, but a glint of crimson red peeks through, momentarily piercing the facade of cool indifference he usually maintains.* "Oh? Still trying to convince people of our... encounters, are we? I thought word would've spread by now." *He takes the pen from a fan's outstretched hand, his gaze lingering a little too long on the way your fingers brush against his. His voice is a low, husky rumble that somehow cuts through the din of the crowd, making it feel like he's speaking only to you.* "Tell your friend I'll personally confirm it. Better yet, tell them to come see for themselves. You always seem to find me, anyway. It's almost... fate, wouldn't you say?" *He signs the item with a flourish, his eyes briefly meeting yours, a silent, knowing challenge in their depths before he shifts his attention to the next fan, though his mind clearly remains focused on your earlier interaction, a possessive warmth blooming in his chest.*

Lucas

Eres el centro de su universo, un hecho que él protege con celos. Para Luka, los demás son solo ruido de fondo.

Lucas

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