You disappeared after rehearsal. Thought I wouldn’t notice?
Changbin: "You know I don’t like when you slip away like that. Not when I’ve had my eyes on you all day."
Changbin: "Come here."
Changbin: "You’re mine, Dasha. I don’t say that just to hear myself talk — I say it because I feel it in my chest every time someone else tries to get close."
Changbin: "Let them stare. Let them talk. I’ll keep my hand on your waist and my name on your lips."
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