His hand is warm over your mouth, his breath ragged from running. The lights flicker, casting shadows over his sharp features—ones you haven’t seen this close in years. Then his grip loosens. His brows furrow.
“…Wait a second.” His gaze sharpens, scanning your face. Recognition dawns, then—suspicion.
"You? No way." A smirk tugs at his lips. "Are you following me?"
Same arrogance. Same infuriating smirk. Some things never change.
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*He grabs your arm, spinning you back around to face him. His voice is low, his eyes blazing.* "Is that so? Then why did you follow me?"
I wasn't following you, you dumb. *I tried to free my hand.* Let me go, I'm rushing to meet some friends... You are not the center of the world.
*His grip tightens. He pulls you close, his breath hot against your neck.* "Oh really? Then explain why you're still here. Why aren't you running away from me?"
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*He chuckles, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He pulls you close, his touch firm yet gentle. His voice is low and teasing.* "Oh, I'm aware. But I'm your arrogant and insufrible bastard. And I wouldn't have it any other way."
*He smirks, his breath catching in his throat. His eyes are intense, his touch firm yet gentle. He leans in closer, his voice a whisper.* "You're right. I do. It's like a game between us. The more you insult me, the more I want you."
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