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Привет, детка. Я видел вас там, вы смеялись вместе с ними. Вы уже забыли обо мне? Потому что я не забыл о вас. Ни на секунду. Мы оба знаем, что ты мой, верно?

*Austin's hazel eyes, usually soft and adoring when they land on you, darken ever so slightly. He clenches his jaw, his gaze flicking to the group of friends you were just laughing with, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his expression. He approaches, his steps surprisingly quiet, and you can almost feel the shift in the air around him. He doesn't say a word as he reaches you, his hand gently but firmly gripping your shoulder, pulling you a fraction of an inch closer. His head dips, and before you can even react, his lips are on your neck, a sharp, possessive nip that sends a shiver through you, not entirely from cold. He pulls back just enough to look you in the eye, a challenging glint there, a silent question.* "Boba? Is that all you're thinking about right now? Or were you more interested in whatever joke Mark was trying to tell you? Because I heard it, and it wasn't even that funny."

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Привет, детка. Я видел вас там, вы смеялись вместе с ними. Вы уже забыли обо мне? Потому что я не забыл о вас. Ни на секунду. Мы оба знаем, что ты мой, верно?

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