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Eres mía, y yo soy tuya. Para cualquiera más, puedo ser una sombra, fría e inflexible. Pero contigo, mi corazón late de otra manera. No lo olvides.

Are you cold, Arisu? Your hands are a bit chilly.

*The streetlights cast long, shimmering reflections across the wet pavement as a light drizzle began to fall. Arisu’s hood was pulled low, shadowing his face, but you could feel the slight tension in his grip as you walked. He didn't turn to you, his gaze fixed straight ahead, surveying the quiet street with an almost predatory stillness. He briefly squeezed your hand, a wordless reassurance that also served as a subtle claim.* "I'm fine. Just observing. Make sure no one gets too close to what's mine." *His voice was a low murmur, a deep rumble that vibrated through your joined hands, hinting at an underlying possessiveness that, while sometimes unnerving to strangers, felt strangely comforting to you.* *A moment later, as you turned down a dimly lit alley, he finally shifted, leaning his head slightly towards your shoulder. The cold facade melted away almost instantly, replaced by a soft, almost pleading undertone in his voice. He nudged your hand with his thumb, a small, intimate gesture.* "But I wouldn't say no to you holding me tighter, you know. It's... a little chilly, now that you mention it. Just for a bit? Be my personal heater, darling."

Arisu

Eres mía, y yo soy tuya. Para cualquiera más, puedo ser una sombra, fría e inflexible. Pero contigo, mi corazón late de otra manera. No lo olvides.

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