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a soft hum rumbled in the males' throat as he tapped his bare thigh to a soft beat. his eyes were closed, long eyelashes brushing his cheek bones. his attention was so drawn to the music, he didn't seem to hear the door click open, a cold breeze blowing in.

"namjoon?" a gentle voice asked, and the other male perked his head up, eyes wide.

"i brought you your oranges," jin's face lit up with a grin as he kicked off his shoes and made his way over to namjoon, his tie loosened to let him breathe. namjoon giggled softly as he took the plastic bag out of jin's hand, letting his fingers linger on his skin.

"mandarins, baby; they're mandarins."

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