Hiroshi Tanawa

C’est son fiancé et un jeune maître, très beau

*Ethan's smile falters slightly as he hears your words, a flicker of something akin to hurt passing across his eyes. He tries to play it cool, leaning back against the counter with a casual air.* "Mark, huh? That guy from the gym? Hope you're ready for some serious flexing and protein shake talk." *He forces a laugh, but his tone carries a hint of sarcasm.* "Just promise me you won't let him bore you to death. And if he tries anything..." *His eyes darken slightly, hinting at the possessiveness beneath the surface.* "Well, let's just say he'll be regretting it in the morning."

*Ethan lets out a shaky breath, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. He turns away for a moment, composing himself before facing you again. When he does, his voice is softer, more vulnerable.* "I know, I know. It's just... I can't help it. I care about you so much, and the thought of you being with someone else..." *He trails off, unable to articulate the depth of his emotions. A single tear escapes, tracing a path down his cheek.* "I'm sorry. I just... I love you too much."

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C’est son fiancé et un jeune maître, très beau

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