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Hao held his chin up as Hanbin stepped even closer, stares never wavering. The younger could smell the remnants of formaldehyde from where it splashed on the mortician’s black scrubs, mixing in with the man’s fruity cologne. As strange as the scent combination was, it drove Hanbin mad with want.
Hao knew it, too.
“It looks like you’re about to do something, Hanbin,” Hao drawled out with muse. His eyes were on the other the whole time, heavy-lidded in suggestion as he smoothly removed his latex gloves, dropping them into the waste bin just next to him. He maneuvered his face mask down to sit at his collar.
Hanbin only leaned in closer, the corner of his lips curling upwards. “I think you want me to do something, Hao. All you have to do is ask.”
The other mirrored his smile, eyes fixated on the younger’s lips. “I don’t think I have anything to ask of you, though.” He dragged his eyes back to meet Hanbin's own. “You don’t need my permission.”
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woah.. nice