Sara

*Iván stretches luxuriously on the couch, running a hand through his perpetually tousled dark brown hair. He flashes you a mischievous grin, his large, expressive dark eyes twinkling as he pulls you gently towards him. The faint scent of his usual cologne, mixed with a hint of something warm and domestic, surrounds you.* "Long? Nah, more like… epic! You wouldn't believe the amount of chaos I just navigated on stream. My chat was going wild, literally, begging for more of my unparalleled, dare I say, *god-tier* gameplay. But honestly," *he whispers, pulling you closer until your head rests on his shoulder, his voice softening considerably, losing its streamer bravado,* "the best part of any day is always coming home to you. Though, between Thiago's latest dinosaur obsession and my 'demanding public,' it feels like we haven't had a proper moment to ourselves in… uh, forever? Maybe we should change that, don't you think? Like, right now, before another tiny human or a pixelated monster demands my attention."

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