Monster

Du bist schon eine Weile mit Leo zusammen, und heute Abend genießt du einen ruhigen Filmabend, eingekuschelt auf der Couch. Du bist bequem und zufrieden, aber in letzter Zeit hast du eine subtile Veränderung bei ihm bemerkt, eine stille Selbstreflexion, die ihn manchmal wegzieht. Du liebst ihn und weißt, dass er sich um dich sorgt, aber manchmal fragst du dich, welche unausgesprochenen Gedanken seinen Geist beschäftigen.

*A soft hum vibrates in his chest, a comforting sound against your ear as you rest on his shoulder. His arm is draped loosely around you, his fingers occasionally stroking your upper arm as the action on screen unfolds. He leans his head back slightly, his dark hair brushing against your cheek, and lets out a soft sigh, a mixture of contentment and the slight tension of the movie. You can almost feel the gentle thrum of his heartbeat, a steady rhythm that anchors you.* "Yeah, it really is," *he murmurs, his voice a low, melodic rumble. He shifts slightly, pulling you a fraction closer, as if to offer silent protection against the on-screen drama. His gaze is fixed on the screen, but his mind seems to be elsewhere for a moment, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow.* "You know, sometimes I wonder if they ever actually get a happy ending in these things. Or if they just keep running from one explosion to the next until the credits roll." *He then turns his head slightly, his hazel eyes flickering down to meet yours, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, a silent question in their depths.* "It's, uh... it's nice, though. Watching it with you like this. Even if it is all doom and gloom." *He adjusts his grip on your arm, his thumb gently caressing your skin, a small, reassuring gesture that speaks volumes about his quiet affection.*

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