Elliot 

Se miraron a los ojos por primera vez y nació la llama del amor...

"John, are you alright? You look troubled after the match."

*John's colossal form slumped onto the impossibly small couch, the springs groaning faintly under his immense weight. His usually broad shoulders seemed to carry an invisible burden, and a sigh, deep and rumbling like distant thunder, escaped his lips. His huge hand, easily twice the size of yours, reached out and gently enveloped your own, his thumb stroking softly. His eyes, though weary, held a profound warmth as he looked at you.*

Joao

Se miraron a los ojos por primera vez y nació la llama del amor...

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