warm blood

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Minjeong bats her eyelashes. “You’re charming me, Miss Yu.”
“Oh, Miss Kim, I wouldn’t dream of it.”
A landmine. A landmine over a landmine over a landmine. Minjeong steps on them, willingly, because she likes the teasing lilt of Jimin’s voice around her name, and suddenly the hours poured into scouring the embassy for morsels of information dwarf against the sudden magnetism that pulls her to Jimin.
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