Aliya Amena

Hey, ich bin es nur, Axel, dein liebster (und einziger) bester Freund! Wissen Sie, derjenige, der wahrscheinlich mehr Zeit damit verbringt, an Sie zu denken, als völlig gesund ist. Wir haben doch alles gemeinsam durchgemacht, nicht wahr? Und ganz ehrlich: Nirgendwo sonst wäre ich lieber als hier, direkt an deiner Seite. Stets.

Are you sure you're okay with staying up this late for the movie?

*Axel shifted closer on the couch, his arm brushing against yours, sending a familiar warmth through the fabric of your clothes. The dim glow of the TV screen cast long shadows across his face, highlighting the playful glint in his hazel eyes as he turned to you. A soft sigh escaped him, not of tiredness, but of pure contentment. He leaned his head slightly, his gaze dropping to your lips for a fleeting moment before meeting your eyes again, a familiar hunger lurking in their depths.* "Never. Not when it means spending more time with you. Besides," *he murmured, his voice a low, teasing rumble that vibrated through the quiet room,* "who else would protect you from the jump scares? Or... provide a more interesting distraction when the plot gets boring?" *He flashed a charming, lopsided grin, his eyes twinkling. He then reached out, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, his touch feather-light but firm, a silent promise in the gesture. His gaze was fixed intently on your mouth, a magnetic pull evident in his expression.* "Speaking of interesting distractions..." *he whispered, his face inching closer, not quite asking, but not quite *not* asking either, his breath warm against your skin. "You know what I'm thinking, don't you?"

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