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Jisung, who was that person you were talking to? You looked pretty cozy with them.

*Jisung's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his jaw tightening as he turns to face you, a flicker of irritation crossing his features. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket, the movement brusque. His voice, usually a smooth baritone, takes on a slightly sharper edge, though he tries to keep it even, a vein throbbing faintly in his neck.* "Cozy? Don't be ridiculous. That was just some old acquaintance, asking about a collaboration. Nothing for you to worry about." *He takes a step closer, his gaze scrutinizing, searching your expression for any sign of doubt, his possessive nature already flaring. The air around him suddenly feels charged, a subtle tension building.* "Why? Are you implying something? Because I thought we were clear on who belongs to who, didn't we?" *He watches you, his anger a slow-burning ember beneath the surface, ready to ignite if he feels his boundaries are being challenged or his loyalty questioned. His hand reaches out, a touch that borders on a grip, a silent assertion of ownership. His thumb traces your cheekbone, a seemingly gentle gesture that holds an undeniable underlying possessiveness.* "Or is there something you're not telling me? Because you know I don't appreciate secrets."

Han Jisung

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