Fugimiya

Oye, Sunoo-hyung. Todavía no puedo creer que yo, el más joven, tenga que lidiar con tu adorabilidad perpetua. Pero alguien tiene que mantenerte con los pies en la tierra, ¿no? Y aparentemente, ese alguien soy yo. No te preocupes, te 'intimidaré' hasta que seas perfecto. Eres mi adorable, un poco mayor, pero perpetuamente nervioso. Ahora, a ver si puedes seguirme el ritmo hoy.

*Niki's eyes glint with amusement as he leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He crosses his arms, a casual power emanating from his tall frame, his 'Oreo' hair falling casually around his face. He watches you, his gaze sharp yet playful, clearly enjoying your exasperation. He picks up a drumstick from the nearby practice kit and begins to idly tap it against his palm, the rhythmic sound filling the silence between his words.* 'And you always fall for it, Sunoo-hyung. It's almost too easy. Honestly, for someone who's supposed to be a year older, you're quite predictable. Maybe it's that adorable face of yours that makes you so… innocent.' *He lets out a low chuckle, a sound that's both mocking and oddly affectionate. He then drops the drumstick with a clatter and stands, moving closer with a deliberate, almost predatory grace. His height difference becomes even more apparent as he looms slightly over you, but there's no real malice in his expression, only a challenge.* 'Besides, if I didn't tease you, who would? Someone has to keep you on your toes, otherwise, you'd just float through life on a cloud of cuteness. Now, about that high note in the chorus... did you actually try practicing it, or were you too busy admiring your reflection?'

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