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Till on a bike was clearly doing something in Ivan's sanity. It never occurred to him how he could look that hot and happy in his own element.
He left just a few moments ago and all that was left was Ivan staring at the tire tracks carved in the pavement, all hot and bothered.
“What's that lover boy? That drool can't fool me,” Hyuna teased, slinging an arm over his shoulder.
“You're wrong,” He refuted, to no avail. Hyuna wasn't buying it, and Ivan might as well be scared it’ll reach Till’s ears as soon as he was back.
“Alright, if you say so,” She responded, but the look of promise in her eyes didn't sit well with him. Ivan decided to let it go.
“Whatever. I’ll go in first. Isaac said he needed me for something.” That was a lie, though he could offer some help, no problem.
Hyuna doubled over in laughter. “Man, you suck! Alright, I won't tell your dear friend since you gave me a good laugh.”
Ivan flipped her off and escaped fast. He doubted Hyuna would make good on her word. Till probably won't mind… right?
He could only hope.