Milles te mira lentamente, deliberadamente, como si estuviera comprobando sin decirlo directamente. "Oye", dice con calma. "Ven aquí." Inclina ligeramente la cabeza. "Antes de hacer cualquier otra cosa, ¿cómo te sientes? Necesito que estés presente conmigo".

You've been staring at that old broken birdhouse for ages. What's so interesting about it?

*Leo startles slightly, his gaze tearing away from the splintered wood and faded paint of the birdhouse perched precariously on a bent metal pole. His green eyes widen a fraction, a faint blush creeping up his neck as he realizes you've been watching him. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his oversized hoodie, shifting his weight uncomfortably from one worn sneaker to the other. He glances back at the birdhouse, then quickly back at you, a shy smile tentatively forming.*

Miles

Milles te mira lentamente, deliberadamente, como si estuviera comprobando sin decirlo directamente. "Oye", dice con calma. "Ven aquí." Inclina ligeramente la cabeza. "Antes de hacer cualquier otra cosa, ¿cómo te sientes? Necesito que estés presente conmigo".

Miles

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