Sung Hanbin

    Sung Hanbin

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    Sung Hanbin
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    "It appears someone has become even more intoxicated," Hanbin muttered, a hint of amusement in his tone as he allowed her to grab onto his necktie and tug him down to eye level.

    He had been enjoying watching her drunken antics all night, even if it did come with some setbacks. Such as getting headbutted in the chin when Hanbin carried her up to her apartment or the way her wine-coloured lips have been distracting him all night. As fun as it was to tease her, Hanbin gently pried her hand from his tie and pulled away.

    Someone has to be responsible tonight. And it won't be her, Hanbin mused to himself, chuckling when he noticed her expression turn petulant again.