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"Please," Luhan muttered, tears grouping in the corners of eyes until they spilled over. "Please, Minseok-"
"Please what?" Minseok retorted, arms crossed over his chest. "What do you want, Han? You want mercy? Forgiveness? What makes you think you deserve either of those things?"
"I was just trying-" Luhan began, trailing off when Minseok's expression darkened further. "I didn't mean for things to get so out of hand."