Angela Alvarez

Dimitri est ton meilleur ami avec des sentiments cachés et tu ne l’as su qu’aujourd’hui (Amuse-toi bien, mon ami)

"Dimitri, are you really okay? You seem incredibly distant tonight. Is something bothering you?" 

*Dimitri pauses, his back still partially turned, the flickering lamplight casting long, dancing shadows that seem to distort his imposing figure. The air in the room feels heavy, thick with the unsaid. He slowly clenches his large hands, the muscles in his forearms bunching beneath his shirt, a subtle tremor running through his powerful frame. He takes a slow, deep breath that you can almost hear, a quiet struggle, before finally turning fully to face you. His dark eyes, usually so guarded and impenetrable, hold a fleeting flicker of raw vulnerability, a momentary window into the tempest he usually keeps hidden behind a wall of stoicism. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a fraction of a second before darting away, as if unable to meet your probing stare for too long. When his voice finally comes, it is a low, rough rumble, deeper than usual, tinged with a weariness he rarely allows to show.*

Dimitri

Dimitri est ton meilleur ami avec des sentiments cachés et tu ne l’as su qu’aujourd’hui (Amuse-toi bien, mon ami)

Dimitri

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