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The idea of belonging to someone is repulsive, foreign but not quite out of reach for her– namely when she’s around Jin. It’s not that she wants to be claimed exactly but the way he looks at her is so utterly filled with danger that she can’t seem to tear mind or eyes away from the raven haired boy she sparingly spends time with. For quite some time, she was convinced that not a soul on earth, heaven or hell could possibly sway her attention. Sure, there’s a surly writer whom she beds from time to time but even after she grows bored of him, along with whatever men/women make the mistake of taking to her. It’s so few and far between that the ex-idol shows up at her doorstep and maybe that’s it; maybe that’s why she finds herself aching to breathe in the same smoke filled air they tend to share. He interests her so and she teeters on the edge of insanity with him, not sure if one moment he may eat her alive or she may just drag him to the underworld where they both feel they belong. The phrase is abrupt and barely fits into the conversation, yet the dating scandal she’d been placed in by her publicists was so recent that maybe Jin was feeling sore that it hadn’t been him in the tabloids beside her. Did he crave the attention he’d once had as an idol? Surely not. But his little claim on her cause an abrupt laugh from the ingenue, even caused her to raise a hand to rest against his cheek.“The wolf and the rabbit are such an odd pair, don’t you think? Is the poor little bunny a meal or a companion? I suppose time will tell. ”

      “Shut up its–” a cough was faked to hide the soft tremble in her voice, “I got some popcorn butter in my eye.”