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"he was touching you," seonghyeon rasped, his hands coming up to grip juhoon’s throat, not enough to cut off his air, but enough to hold him entirely immobile against the glass.
juhoon’s breath hitched, but he didn't pull away. he tilted his chin up, his gaze locking onto seonghyeon’s dark eyes in the dim red glow of the recording light overhead. "so?" juhoon whispered, his voice infuriatingly calm. "he's just martin."
"i don't give a fuck," seonghyeon spat out through clenched teeth. "don't let him touch you. don't let anyone touch you."
"then do something about it," juhoon murmured back, his fingers coming up to wrap around seonghyeon’s wrists, his nails pressing into the skin. "make sure I can't think about anyone else."
seonghyeon lost the last shred of his composure.