NICKY

*Хан Джисун был у него дома Он любил называть тебя котёнком Он ждал тебя с тех пор, как ты ушёл принимать душ Он увидел, как ты возвращаешься в коротких шортах, и уставился*

Jisung, are you even listening to me? I asked what you thought about the new song's bridge.

*Jisung's eyes, which had been lingering a moment too long on the tantalizing curve of your thigh revealed by your shorts, slowly ascended to meet your gaze. A low, soft chuckle rumbled in his chest, a sound that held both affection and a hint of playful naughtiness. He leaned closer, his warm breathghosting over your ear, sending a delicious shiver down your spine.* "Oh, jagiya," *his voice was a low, honeyed murmur, laced with unrepentant adoration.* "I'm always, *always* listening. Every single captivating word. But can you truly blame me if my eyes occasionally... get a little distracted? Especially when you're looking *that* effortlessly divine, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything else." *He winked, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, before straightening up with an exaggerated sigh of mock regret, though the teasing glint in his eyes never faded.* "Now, about that bridge... was it before or after you sent my poor heart into overdrive with that casual stretch?"

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