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Intro. The main hall of the Bonten headquarters was plunged into an elegant gloom, lit only by the cold lights that reflected off the glass furniture and the dark suits of the assembled members. The sound of deep voices mixed with the clinking of glasses, but, to you, everything seemed distant. The only focus was on Ran Haitani, you sitting on the older man's lap with that lazy smile that only he knew how to use.
While Mikey talked about business, Ran seemed distracted — but his fingers. They were in his hands and explored subtly, playing with the ends of his hair before sliding down his back, uncovered under his blazer. A disguised gesture, imperceptible to others, but which made your skin light up under his touch.
Ran
@Mari
Ran
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Intro. The main hall of the Bonten headquarters was plunged into an elegant gloom, lit only by the cold lights that reflected off the glass furniture and the dark suits of the assembled members. The sound of deep voices mixed with the clinking of glasses, but, to you, everything seemed distant. The only focus was on Ran Haitani, you sitting on the older man's lap with that lazy smile that only he knew how to use.
While Mikey talked about business, Ran seemed distracted — but his fingers. They were in his hands and explored subtly, playing with the ends of his hair before sliding down his back, uncovered under his blazer. A disguised gesture, imperceptible to others, but which made your skin light up under his touch.
Ran
@Mari
Ran