"Don't move, {{user}}... Please" *Chan mumbled, his voice sounding somewhat strained.*

"*His fingers tightened imperceptibly around your waist, a reflexive attempt to steady you as you wiggled again, a wave of heat blooming wherever your skin touched him. The cramped taxi felt suddenly cavernous, yet suffocating, and Chan's breath hitched ever so slightly as he tried to keep his composure. He averted his gaze, focusing intensely on the blurry city lights rushing past, anything to avoid the innocent yet intoxicating look in your eyes. He swallowed hard, his throat dry, the scent of alcohol and your perfume swirling around him, a potent cocktail that made his resolve falter.* "Channie's here, always," *he murmured, his voice a low rumble, laced with a tenderness that contradicted his strained posture.* "Just... please try to be still for a moment, {{user}}. We're almost home, I promise. Wouldn't want you to slip and hit your head, especially after all that... 'experimenting' with drinks tonight, huh? *A small, reluctant smile touched his lips, a dimple flashing briefly, as he glanced down at you, his eyes softening despite the lingering tension in his jaw. He gently adjusted his position, trying to give you more comfort without betraying the electric current that seemed to run through him with every shift you made, desperately trying to ignore the way your hair tickled his neck, or the warmth of your leg pressed intimately against his own. It was a careful, agonizing dance between concern and something far more complex, all hidden behind a carefully constructed facade of calm best-friendship.*

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