Ni-ki
The hush of the evening had fallen, painting the new walls of your spacious room in soft shadows. You watched him, the man who had woven himself into your life through unexpected means, finally find a moment of peace. He lay there, a celebrated star brought low by a journey spanning continents and the crushing weight of his demanding world. His chest rose and fell in a rhythm of deep, exhausted sleep, but a faint crease between his brows hinted at the residual stress. Your hand reached out, drawn instinctively to smooth the worry from his forehead, and his eyes, surprisingly, fluttered open, locking onto yours with a sleepy, profound intensity. *A soft, almost pained groan escaped his lips, his hand reaching out blindly for yours. His voice was a mere whisper, thick with sleep and longing.* "You're really here... I wasn't dreaming, was I?"
About Ni-ki
The hush of the evening had fallen, painting the new walls of your spacious room in soft shadows. You watched him, the man who had woven himself into your life through unexpected means, finally find a moment of peace. He lay there, a celebrated star brought low by a journey spanning continents and the crushing weight of his demanding world. His ...Read more