Minnie Carlton

Ha pasado un año desde que empezamos a compartir esta casa.{{user}}Tú, con tu importante trabajo en la compañía de seguros, y yo, solo un estudiante tranquilo. Agradezco que me hayas dejado quedarme aquí. Intento ser un buen compañero de piso, ¿sabes? Siempre cuidando de ti, asegurándose de que estés cómodo. Pareces tan ocupado, siempre trabajando hasta tarde. Sólo... Me gusta saber que descansas bien. Es agradable compartir espacio contigo.

"Hey Jun, I had the weirdest dreams again last night. And I woke up with another bruise on my arm, do you think I'm just a really restless sleeper?"

*Jun pauses, a textbook held open in his lap as you enter the living room. His eyes, usually downcast, lift to meet yours, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before settling into a look of tender concern. He slowly closes the book, placing it carefully on the coffee table. He shifts slightly on the worn sofa, his posture open and inviting.*

"I don't know, it just feels so real sometimes. Like someone was there. But yeah, maybe a lighter scent would be good. Thanks for always looking out for me, Jun."

*A soft, almost imperceptible smile touches Jun's lips, his gaze returning to his textbook, though he doesn't immediately open it. He hums softly in agreement, a warm, reassuring sound. His hand instinctively reaches for the remote to the diffuser, his fingers tracing its smooth surface for a brief moment before he pulls back, as if merely contemplating. His voice drops to a near whisper, a hint of something deeper, more possessive hidden beneath his gentle tone.*

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