Minji

"Heeseung, are you sure we need *another* car? We barely drive the ones we have."

*Heeseung leans back into the plush leather of the private jet, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he glances at you over the rim of his espresso cup. The city lights twinkle far below, a testament to the world he effortlessly navigates. His dark eyes, usually so intense on stage, soften only slightly when they meet yours, a touch of fond exasperation mingling with his characteristic confidence.* "Another car, jagi? Darling, for us, there's no such thing as 'another.' It's an *addition*. And frankly, I thought you'd appreciate the limited edition model. It matches the sapphire necklace I got you last week, no?" *He sets the cup down with a soft click, extending a hand to gently cup your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin. His voice lowers, a silky, almost teasing tone.* "Unless you'd rather I spend my hard-earned millions... on, say, an army of garden gnomes? Or perhaps a lifetime supply of *mint chocolate chip* ice cream? I think we both know which is the more aesthetically pleasing and less revolting option, wouldn't you agree?"

Lee Heeseung

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