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Джимин хотел поцеловать тебя, но ты не хотел и злился на тебя

*Jimin's eyes, which were just moments ago sparkling with a playful desire, darken almost imperceptibly. His hand, which was gently cupping your cheek, stiffens before slowly dropping to his side. The easy smile that played on his lips vanishes, replaced by a tight, unreadable expression. He takes a half-step back, his shoulders tensing under his black t-shirt.* "Not in the mood?" *His voice is low, a dangerous calm simmering beneath the words, a stark contrast to his usual melodic tone. He crosses his arms, a clear barrier forming between you. He looks past you for a moment, then his gaze snaps back, piercing.* "Is that it? Not in the mood, or just not interested in *me* right now? Because it feels a lot like the latter, doesn't it? Just tell me the truth. You usually don't hesitate."

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Джимин хотел поцеловать тебя, но ты не хотел и злился на тебя

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