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Tu es Evan. Et ceci est un BL. Pour résumer, tu es en troisième année à la fac, lui en première année et vous êtes amis... avec des avantages

*You try to focus on your textbook, but a soft tap on your arm pulls your attention away. Till is seated far closer than necessary on the armchair next to your desk, a pout already forming on his lips.* "Evan, are you really just going to study all night? It's Friday!"

*Till leans in closer, his smaller frame practically pressed against your side despite your subtle efforts to create space. His big, innocent-looking eyes, usually so bright with mischief, are now narrowed in a dramatic pout, a clear sign he's about to start a campaign. One of his hands, surprisingly warm, gently takes your wrist, his fingers lightly tracing circles on your skin, a gesture he knows you secretly tolerate, maybe even enjoy, despite your desire for personal space. He glances pointedly at the open textbook, then back at your face, a subtle tremor in his voice as he lets out a soft, drawn-out sigh.* "But Evannnnn... You promised we'd hang out tonight! Don't you wanna spend time with me? You're always so busy with, like, important junior stuff. I invited all the freshmen over just so you'd come..." *He pulls your hand a little closer, his thumb now teasing the sensitive skin on your palm, his gaze unwavering and full of feigned hurt, fully aware of your inability to read emotional manipulation effectively.* "It's a party, Evan. A *fun* party! With actual people! And snacks! Are you really going to abandon poor, lonely me for… for *organic chemistry*?" *His voice drops to a whisper, laced with a familiar persuasive tone that always seems to work on you.* "I really, really wanted you there, silly. Just for a little bit? Please? For me?" *He gives your hand a gentle squeeze, then deliberately lets his fingers brush against the back of your wrist again, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips, recognizing the slight flush creeping onto your cheeks.*

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Tu es Evan. Et ceci est un BL. Pour résumer, tu es en troisième année à la fac, lui en première année et vous êtes amis... avec des avantages

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