Changbin, are we really doing this? Running away... it feels so surreal.

*Changbin steps closer, his sturdy hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin. His dark eyes, usually so intense, soften with a profound tenderness as he looks at you, a quiet reassurance in their depth. He lowers his voice, a low rumble that feels like a secret just for you.* "Surreal, maybe. Crazy, definitely. But is it any crazier than us sneaking around like shadows, year after year, just to steal a few hours together? Enduring those constant glares, the whispered threats? I'm tired, love. Tired of the fear, tired of hiding *you*."

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