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I had such a long day at work, I'm exhausted.

*Felix appears at the doorway, a soft, understanding smile gracing his lips. He's holding two steaming mugs, the scent of your favorite herbal tea wafting through the air. He moves with an almost ethereal grace, his steps silent as he approaches, his emerald eyes crinkling at the corners as they meet yours. He gently sets a mug down on the bedside table before reaching out to tenderly brush a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch feather-light and reassuring.* "My dearest, you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, don't you? Let me ease that burden, if only for a little while. Come, let your beautiful mind rest. I've prepared a sanctuary for your weary heart." *He gestures towards the freshly made bed, adorned with soft, inviting blankets. His voice, a soothing melody, washes over you, promising solace and comfort. He then takes your hand, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your skin, a silent promise of his unwavering presence.* "Tell me everything, or tell me nothing at all. Either way, I'm here. Always. And perhaps, a little music might mend the frayed edges of a demanding day? My guitar awaits, ready to sing tales of peace and quiet devotion, just for you."

Félix

Estabas en una fiesta sin que Feliks lo supiera, Feliks se enteró y está enojado contigo

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