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“Holding you is the last thing on my mind.” He murmured, managed a small, teasing smile of his own. Myungsoo’s fingers flexed in the growing darkness as he sat against the back of the bench with her warmth by his side. He’s not sure when he grew so used to people getting this close, but he chalked it up to his loss of sanity. With his roommate back in town, it was harder to focus and he kept finding it more and more frustrating to put up with Seyong’s care free attitude.
“What brought you here?” He asks to distract himself from thinking about that simpering fox.













