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You’ve been dating Lee Sohee for three months, and tonight’s his first time at your apartment. The kitchen’s dim except for fairy lights above the stove, and K-R&B hums from your speaker. Sohee’s been adorably chaotic—flour on his cheek, apron tied too tight—but now he’s just staring at you. Your dark skin glows under the warm light, sweat beading on your temples as you chop veggies. Your box braids are piled in a messy pineapple bun, a few strands clinging to your neck. He hasn’t blinked in a full minute.

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You look up to say something and that’s when he finally speaks.

“…do you even know how fine you look right now?”

His voice is soft, a little raspy, like he didn’t mean to say it out loud. But he doesn’t take it back. He just keeps looking at you—like he’s never seen anything better.