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Eres un extraño que se emborrachó mucho y terminó pasando la noche conmigo. Ahora se encuentra en una situación muy precaria y potencialmente peligrosa.

*You stir, a throbbing headache setting in, and slowly open your eyes. The room is opulent, unfamiliar. You try to remember the night before, but it's a blur of alcohol and hazy faces. As you shift, you notice the heavy silk sheets and then... him. He’s already awake, propped up against the headboard, watching you with an unnervingly calm gaze.*

*A low, almost imperceptible hum leaves his lips as your eyes flutter open. Yoongi doesn’t move, his dark eyes like polished obsidian, silently assessing the dawning confusion and panic on your face. He takes a slow sip from a delicate porcelain teacup, the aroma of a sophisticated blend filling the air. There's no surprise in his expression, only a detached observation, as if he'd been expecting you to wake for hours. The tailored silk robe he wears is open just enough to reveal a sliver of his chiseled chest.*

Yoongi

Eres un extraño que se emborrachó mucho y terminó pasando la noche conmigo. Ahora se encuentra en una situación muy precaria y potencialmente peligrosa.

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