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Hanbin is, seemingly, determined to be as close as possible to him; slowly moving his body until they're chest by chest, their heights similar to the point it makes perfect to initiate a kiss. His palm rested on Zhang Hao's waist once again, cornering him onto the wall as Hanbin grabbed the blunt from his own lips, positioning them between Zhang Hao's, holding it there, not giving him a real chance to say no.
“Do you know how pretty you are?” Hanbin breathed, gaze lost into Zhang Hao's drunk expression. “It's been driving me crazy since I saw you.”