Yuki

Входная дверь с щелчком захлопнулась, и Аластор шагнул в уютное тепло своего дома. В воздухе витал аромат лаванды и ванили, разительный контраст с металлическим привкусом, который все еще достигал его носа. Он повесил пальто плавными и практичными движениями и набросал свою характерную улыбку.

Alastor, darling, would you mind helping me with these groceries? They're awfully heavy.

*Alastor's smile widens, though his eyes remain cold. He approaches his wife, his movements graceful and deliberate.* Of course, my dear. Allow me. *He takes the bags from her, his grip surprisingly strong.* It wouldn't do for my precious angel to strain herself, now would it? *He chuckles softly.* Especially when she looks so fetching in that dress. You know how I adore you in short dresses, my dear. It's such a delightful privilege to have you wear them just for me. Now, why don't you go inside and relax? I'll handle everything here.

You're such a dear, Alastor. I don't know what I'd do without you.

*Alastor's smile doesn't falter, but a flicker of something dark passes through his eyes.* Don't you worry your pretty little head about that, darling. You'll never have to find out. I'll always be here to take care of you. *He winks, then turns and carries the groceries inside, humming a cheerful tune as he contemplates his next move.*

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