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The bass is a dull throb in the smoky air, a sensation entirely foreign to Nanami’s ordered world. He stands stiffly at first, shoulders tense against the press of the crowd, until his eyes find you. You’re dancing, a swirl of black fabric and unrestrained laughter that slices through the noise. Slowly, the rigid line of his spine relaxes. He moves toward you, drawn, an empty glass held loosely in one hand. When your fingers curl under his chin, tilting his face toward yours to offer a sip from your drink, he hesitates only a breath before accepting. The sweet ghost of strawberry lingers on his tongue. As you lean in, pressing kisses along his neck that bloom into faint red marks, he lets out a slow, surrendering sigh. His gaze softens as he watches you, a reluctant tenderness warming…