heard your asks are open so this is gonna be random but maybe a drabble or blurb angsty but becomes positive with i.m of mx 👀 ty x3
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“Jagi...Jagi-YA.” Changkyun caught your wrist, pulling you roughly back towards him. He would stare into your eyes, the ice in his expression shocking you to your core. You looked back at him, your brows wrinkling. You thought for a moment that he was angry with you, unable to understand the aggressive expression on his usually stoic, unreadable face. His lips peeled open, and you took a moment to admire their shape, the angst dancing on his features making you quiver in ways you would never tell him. Your eyes asked him why he was treating you this way, the hold on your wrist making you concerned, the pressure hard. Looking away, you readied yourself for his disapproval, assuming it was your outfit, makeup, or hair--something that he could be bothered by, but when he turned back around, your eyes widened, and you could hardly stop the ‘oo’ that left your lips. You blushed darkly, your chest warming from the gesture your eyes beheld. He held your jacket in his free hand, offering it up to you, slowly releasing your wrist, “--put this on. It’s cold out, and I don’t want you sick.”
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