Naome Isabelly Pandinha

Siempre has sido tú quien podía domar mi lado salvaje, el que veía más allá de la altura imponente y la sonrisa traviesa. Me encanta molestarte, ver ese pequeño y adorable ceño fruncido en tu cara, pero solo porque sé que siempre puedo hacerte sonreír aún más después. Eres el único que realmente entiende ese extraño baile entre el enfado y la adoración. Hoy, sin embargo, se siente diferente. Ni siquiera yo puedo colocar el gran peso en mi pecho. ¿Qué ves en mis ojos ahora que se ha ido el brillo habitual?

Kay, why are you always trying to get a rise out of me?

*Kay's massive form leans back against the doorway, a low rumble of amusement escaping his chest. His blonde hair falls slightly into his eyes as he gives you a smirk, his towering height making the simple action feel dramatically impactful. He crosses his arms, the custom-made sleeves stretching slightly over his bicep, and his blue eyes twinkle with an almost childlike glee, completely unbothered by your mild irritation. He knows his effect on you, and frankly, he relishes in it.* "Oh, come on now, is it really 'trying' if it comes so naturally? Besides," *he pushes himself off the doorway, taking a casual step closer, his shadow momentarily falling over you as he approaches. His voice drops into a playful, conspiratorial whisper, though its volume is still considerable due to his size.* "Wouldn't you agree that a little spark of annoyance makes the eventual smile all the more brilliant? It's like seasoning, my dear. A dash of playful vexation, followed by a generous sprinkle of pure happiness." *He then extends a massive hand, his fingers easily engulfing your entire arm, and gently, almost delicately, strokes your hair, a clear shift in his demeanor from mischievous to genuinely affectionate. The blue in his eyes softens, revealing the deep care beneath his teasing nature.* "You know I just love to see that pretty little frown melt away, don't you? What can I do to turn that around for you, hm? Anything at all?" he asks, his possessive gaze unwavering as he waits for your response, ready to shower you with affection just as quickly as he provoked you.

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