group poured over the few comprehensible parts of the map. They’d been trying in vain to piece Yin’s new intell together with what they already knew. Though the task seemed easy enough, it was consistently proving impossible. Normally Hei would find himself annoyed beyond belief at the prospect of his time being eaten up like this… But the Syndicate permitted Yin to temporarily return to the cell to help map out crlaitcy’s intricate layout.
So it was safe to say Hei was pretty unbothered by the lengthy stretch of time afforded to him. He spared a glance at her. She was radiant; her hair pulled back into a neat braid, with her silver bangs brushed aside, The straps of her cream colored dress floated upon her warm shoulders. The folds of said dress only concealed part of her thighs, blessing Hei with more of her legs than he usually got to see. Her spectre seemed to observe the map, but the inflection in her striking magenta eyes told him her mind was elsewhere.
Hei had to remind himself not to look at her lips.
She was wearing that lip gloss again. It was nothing too flashy, whenever Yin had a hand in her own style she tended to be subtle. That being said, Hei still didn’t understand how that damn lip gloss had become the bane of his existence. It wasn’t meant to draw the eye, and yet, when he noticed how the rose color drew out the red of her lips, he’d find himself nervously biting his own.
Yin absentmindedly drew her lips together in concentration. A human tendency that dolls shouldn’t’ve been capable of replicating, but Hei didn’t care about that so much as the fact that she was literally torturing him with her presence alone. She pressed her mouth together for a moment longer, pulling out of it with an accidental pop… her lips looking that much fuller and more kissable than before.
Even worse than that was how sweet she smelled…
Despite the painful twisting in his gut, he hoped they’d never puzzle out this map.
He snapped to attention. He turned to the sound to Huang’s harsh call to find the room still. With Huang’s annoyed glare combined with Mao’s amused glance Hei felt like a grade schooler caught passing notes. Even through his peripherals he could see that Yin too had turned her blind gaze to him.
“I think you might want to focus on the task at hand, Hei.” Huang grumbled. “In case you haven’t noticed, we’ve been here for over three hours now and I think I might need a drink even more than you need to get laid.”
Hei flushed with rage and embarrassment. “I-!” The words caught in his flustered throat.
He couldn’t help but notice that Yin’s cheeks had gone a little pink as well. It was so cute, Hei could hardly stay mad at her. -Though he was never really cross with her to begin with.
He blamed the lip gloss. Even now it taunted him. He wanted to smear the cosmetic all over mouth and jaw with his heated kisses.”
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