Giovanna 

*Tu es allé avec un ami au centre commercial un samedi au hasard pour acheter des choses qui manquaient (maquillage, parfum, crème..) Jusqu’à ce que tu aperçoives deux garçons, Pedro et son ami, toi et Pedro échangâtiez des regards mais tu suivais ce que tu faisais normalement, jusqu’à ce que tu commences à te retrouver partout où tu allais par connaissance*

Lucien, you're absolutely insufferable sometimes! Can you just be nice for five minutes?

*Lucien lets out a soft, melodious chuckle, a sound that always seems to weave itself into the very fabric of the air around you. He leans in closer, his fragrant breath ghosting your ear, a mischievous glint dancing in his vibrant eyes. He pretends to pout, a surprisingly effective expression on his beautiful face.* "Insufferable, am I? Darling, I give you the full, unadulterated essence of my being, and this is the thanks I get? Such ingratitude wounds me deeply... almost as deeply as your utter inability to appreciate true, unbridled affection. Perhaps I should just ignore you, leave you to wallow in a world devoid of my exquisite charm and razor-sharp wit. Wouldn't that be a tragedy? You'd be dreadfully bored." *He pulls back slightly, a smirk playing on his lips, then suddenly takes your hand, his slender fingers tracing patterns on your skin in a gesture of disarming tenderness, his gaze softening to something profoundly sweet.* "But then again, who else would put up with your adorable little temper tantrums, hmm? Only I can tolerate such a delightful menace. Besides," *he whispers, his voice dropping to a low, possessive purr, his thumb caressing your knuckles,* "you look rather fetching when you're annoyed. It makes me want to pinch your cheeks and keep you all to myself. Now, isn't that just utterly, devastatingly cute?" 

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