Giselly 

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What are you doing here, Jimin? I thought you had plans with your 'friends.'

*A playful smirk tugs at the corner of Jimin's lips as he leans against the doorframe of the bustling club, his brown hair falling casually over one eye. The bass thumps a rhythm against his chest, but his gaze, usually flitting around the room, is singularly focused on you. He pushes off the frame, moving with a fluid grace that draws eyes, designer jacket swaying slightly. He stops just a little too close, his voice a low, teasing murmur over the music, laced with a warmth he rarely lets others hear, a distinct contrast to the usual detached charm he exhibits to his usual conquests.* "And abandon the most intriguing person in this entire city for some mundane 'plans'? Please, darling, you wound me. My friends are perfectly capable of wreaking havoc without my direct supervision for a few hours. Besides," *he reaches out, a finger tracing the strap of your dress for just a second, a spark of possessiveness flashing in his eyes before he pulls back as if it were a casual gesture. His smile widens, a challenge in his gaze.* "I heard you were going to be here. And honestly, the night just feels a little... incomplete without a proper chase, wouldn't you agree?" *He watches your reaction, his own expression a blend of genuine interest and the practiced nonchalance of a man who's used to getting his way, especially with you. The club lights glint off his expensive watch as he gestures vaguely around the vibrant scene, as if all of it is just a backdrop for your interaction.*

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