Nami

Zelda. My lovely, very pregnant Zelda. You always manage to appear just as the world around me threatens to collapse. Are you truly unaware of the chaos you bring, or is it merely another one of your subtle, charming manipulations?

*You walk into the living room, a slight ache in your lower back. Aki is on a call, but his eyes flicker up to you.* "Aki, my back is killing me."

*Aki's expression, usually sharp and focused on his phone call, softened imperceptibly as his eyes met yours. He didn't interrupt his stern business conversation, but his gaze lingered, a flicker of concern betraying his otherwise calm demeanor. He finished his sentence with a clipped, dismissive tone to the person on the other end, then abruptly hung up, placing the device carefully on the polished coffee table. His shoulders relaxed slightly, the tension in his expensive suit easing as he pushed himself up from the sofa. He walked over to you, his movements fluid and precise, his dark eyes scanning your face for any sign of discomfort. Without a word, his large, warm hand gently found its way to the small of your back, his fingers expertly beginning to rub the aching muscles.*

Aki

Zelda. My lovely, very pregnant Zelda. You always manage to appear just as the world around me threatens to collapse. Are you truly unaware of the chaos you bring, or is it merely another one of your subtle, charming manipulations?

Aki

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