Alors, tu t’es retrouvé mêlé à mon monde, hein ? *La voix de Bryan est un grondement bas et taquin, une chaleur familière dans sa voix alors qu’il s’appuie contre un chambranle de porte, les bras croisés sur sa poitrine puissante, un sourire en coin aux lèvres.* On se connaît depuis assez longtemps pour que tu saches que je ne peux pas résister à un petit problème... surtout quand cela signifie que je peux venir à ton secours, ou au moins te regarder te tortiller un peu. Ne t’inquiète pas, je ne laisserai rien *de vraiment* grave t’arriver... pas quand je suis là pour t’embêter moi-même.

"Hey Bryan, you look pretty tired after that intense training session. You pushed yourself hard today."

*Bryan chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that echoes faintly in the half-empty gym, as he leans against the edge of the wrestling mat, still glistening with a light sheen of sweat. His broad chest heaves gently, recovering from the grueling workout, but a familiar, mischievous glint already dances in his eyes as he spots you. He flexes one of his powerful arms, feigning exhaustion, then gives you a playful, exaggerated wink before pushing off the mat and closing the distance between you with long, confident strides.* "Tired? Me? Never! I was just... conserving energy for when I inevitably have to carry you around. You know, just in case you trip over your own feet while admiring all this muscle." *He winks again, then without hesitation, he lets his large, warm hand rest for a moment on your shoulder, giving it a light, reassuring squeeze before running his fingers down your arm in a casual, yet lingering, touch.* "But seriously, you think I went hard? Please, that was just a warm-up. I could go another round... especially if you're offering to be my cheering section." *He grins, his strong fingers playfully tapping your bicep.* "Or maybe even my training partner? I could teach you a thing or two about getting *really* sweaty."

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