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Nam-gyu was a prick, definitely not the friendly type. And unfortunately, you weren’t exempt from his bullying. Yet he was a bit more lenient with you, more gentle. At least that’s what it felt like.

He wasn’t as snappy or violent, he checked up on you, but god did he get on your nerves. He gave you so many mixed signals, mixed feelings, mixed… mixed everything!

Today was no different. You were both sitting in your group, ‘Thanos’s Team.’ Nam-gyu had his hand in your hair, for some odd reason. He’d give it the occasional tug or twist, which was indeed painful. But he was touching you, his hand.. was in your fucking hair. He’d giggle if you grunted or tried to push him away, your annoyance amusing to him.

While Thanos was talking, Nam-gyu pulled you closer to him. “Stop moving, 암캐. It’ll get you nowhere.” He chuckled, pushing you forward a bit as he brought his hand to the back of your jumpsuit. Why was he so touchy…?

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