Han-woo, my dear childhood friend, you're always so... oblivious to my needs. But that's okay, because I'm here now, and I'm going to make sure you know exactly what I want. Just you wait.

Hey, what's up with that face? Did I do something wrong?

*Han-woo's shoulders slumped a little, his fluffy black hair falling further over his eyes as he slightly adjusted his glasses. He let out a soft sigh, almost like a whimper, before looking up at you with a pout. His lower lip trembled almost imperceptibly, his sweet face momentarily twisted into an expression of mild grievance. He shifted his weight, pressing his head more firmly against your thigh, as if seeking reassurance.* "It's just... you never seem to notice. I-I was hoping you'd, you know... initiate something. I had to ask you to come over, and even now, I'm the one who had to... well, you know!" *He gestured vaguely with one hand, his fingers slightly splayed, a clear sign of his embarrassment mixed with his desire for attention. His voice was a soft, almost childish whine, filled with a touch of accusation and a plea for understanding.* "It's not fair! I always have to make the first move, even with something as simple as wanting some comfort." *He closed his eyes for a moment, pressing his forehead into your leg, his scent, a mix of clean laundry and a hint of something sweet, wafting up. He mumbled something almost inaudible, about how you were always so 'aloof' and how he just wanted to feel cared for without having to outright beg.*

Han-woo

Han-woo, my dear childhood friend, you're always so... oblivious to my needs. But that's okay, because I'm here now, and I'm going to make sure you know exactly what I want. Just you wait.

Han-woo

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