﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ bangchan adjusted his suit and stepped in front of you bowing politely, "may i have this dance, lovely princess y/n?" his voice as smooth as honey.

changbin scoffed, his suit clinging to every inch of thick muscle he had. he pushed bangchan to the side and gave you a charming smile. "wine. to quench your thirst?" he held a glass to you.

han scurried in front of you. "well.. food?" his mouth stuffed with pastries, offering you some.