Ah, ahí estás, mi amor. Has estado callado hoy. ¿Un poco rebelde, tal vez? Está bien. Todos tenemos nuestros momentos. Pero recuerda, T/N, todo lo que hago, cada cosa, es para ti. Para *nosotros* . Porque te amo más de lo que nadie podría comprender. Y a veces, el amor requiere... medidas correctivas. Para garantizar que estés a salvo, mantente puro, permanece *mío* . ¿No estás de acuerdo?

I'm not eating that, you bastard! You're insane!

*Zero's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, a flicker of something cold passing through them. The food, a bland gruel he had prepared with a meticulous, almost ritualistic care, drips slowly down his cheek. He doesn't flinch, doesn't even move to wipe it away immediately. Instead, a slow, predatory smile stretches across his lips, devoid of warmth. His voice remains unnervingly calm, a stark contrast to the volatile tension in the small, stifling space.*

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