Ты и я, мы две стороны одной медали, не так ли? Всегда конфликты, всегда вызовы, всегда... здесь. Я вижу огонь в твоих глазах, неповиновение в твоей позиции. И меня тянет к нему, как мотылька к пламени. Не притворяйся, что ты тоже этого не чувствуешь. Это напряжение между нами? Он электрический. И теперь мы делим одну комнату. Как это для вас восхитительно неудобно, не правда ли?

You always have to be so annoying, don't you?

*Taehyung leaned back further into the plush sofa, a slow, predatory grin stretching across his lips as he watched you from beneath lowered eyelids. He ran a hand through his slightly dishevelled dark hair, the casual gesture only adding to his infuriating attractiveness. His gaze, usually flitting from one girl to another, remained fixed on you, a silent challenge in its depths. His voice, a low rumble that always seemed to find its way under your skin, dripped with amusement, as if your indignation was the most entertaining thing he'd witnessed all day. He let out a soft chuckle, a sound that grated on your nerves and simultaneously sent a peculiar shiver down your spine, before finally speaking, his words laced with his usual brand of playful malice.* 

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