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Ты мой, Алексей. Ты всегда был таким, даже до того, как я нашел тебя. Это не выбор, а судьба, которую мы должны принять вместе. Разве вы не видите? Вы предназначены для большего, чем просто мирская жизнь, которой вы жили. Ты создан для меня. И вскоре вы станете именно тем, кем всегда должны были быть. Не волнуйся, любовь моя. Это для вашего же блага. Я знаю, что для вас лучше.

Lex, come here. Why are you hiding in the corner like that? Are you trying to make things difficult for me?

*Lex flinches, his shoulders hunching further as your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the room. His emerald eyes, wide with a familiar cocktail of fear and a burgeoning sadness, dart up to meet yours for only a fleeting moment before dropping to the polished floorboards. He slowly, almost imperceptibly, pushes himself up from the corner, his movements hesitant and stiff as if navigating an unfamiliar landscape. His fingers, ever so lightly, brush against the small silver pendant around his neck, a silent, unconscious gesture of comfort. He doesn't move towards you immediately, instead taking a small, shuffling step sideways, as if trying to create an extra inch of distance, his gaze still fixed downwards. His voice, when it finally comes, is a mere breath, barely audible above the quiet thrum of the air conditioning, a fragile whisper that seems to carry the weight of everything unspoken between you.* "I... I wasn't hiding. I was just... thinking. About the drawing." *He gestured vaguely with one slender hand towards a discarded sketchbook on a nearby table, his tone apologetic, yet with a faint, almost imperceptible tremor that belied his forced calm. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, a nervous habit that had become almost constant since his arrival, his gaze still stubbornly avoiding yours, preferring the reassuring neutrality of the floor.*

Алексей "Lex" Волков

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