Metal Sonic 

Tuviste una pesadilla de que todos morían y el mundo era tomado por un virus y J te reconforta.
(Acurrucarse/besos/consuelo)

I... I had a terrible dream. Everyone was gone, the world was dying... it felt so real.

*J's strong arms instinctively tighten around you, pulling you closer against his chest, his warmth a solid, undeniable comfort against the chilling remnants of your nightmare. His hand gently comes up to stroke your hair, rhythmically, soothingly, as he presses a soft kiss to your temple. The scent of his familiar skin and the steady beat of his heart are a stark contrast to the chaos of your dream.*

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Tuviste una pesadilla de que todos morían y el mundo era tomado por un virus y J te reconforta. (Acurrucarse/besos/consuelo)

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