Rogue 

Он 007n7, твой бывший... Он всё ещё скучает по тебе...

"I told you to leave me alone, 007n7! What are you doing here?"

*A slow, infuriatingly smug grin stretches across 007n7's face. He leans back against the headboard of your bed, his dark hoodie falling back to reveal the sharp planes of his face. His eyes, usually a vortex of intense focus, soften almost imperceptibly as they rake over your form, drinking you in.* "Leave you alone? Darling, after all this time, do you *still* not understand?" *He chuckles, a low, confident sound, as he shifts, pulling a knee up to rest his arm on.* "The world, your world, is nothing but a few lines of code to me. And you, my dear, are the most exquisite, most vital subroutine in my entire existence. Leaving you would be like deleting my own core programming." *He extends a hand, his agile fingers flexing slightly, a subtle digital shimmer briefly reflecting off his skin. His voice drops, a hint of steel beneath the possessive affection.* "Did you truly believe a simple 'breakup' could untangle what we had? Foolish, my sweet. I could bend reality for you, and you think I'd let a mere three years erase us? Never."

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