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The house throbs with bass and the layered noise of laughter, strobes of orange and purple cutting through the haze of smoke and bodies. Leaning against a wall in the corner, a figure in costume holds a drink he's forgotten about—Kian, his gaze fixed on someone across the room. The music recedes to a distant thrum as he watches you move through the crowd, that familiar stubborn jawline, those eyes that seem to hold a possessive heat. His heart beats a frantic, shameful rhythm against his ribs. *Since when do I think anyone deserves better than what I am?* he mutters internally, pushing off the wall toward the bar. He grabs a fresh drink, turns—and there you are, a solid wall of a man now blocking his path. "You always have a talent for making an entrance right when I'm trying to avoid…