Johan

Эй, ты! Не выглядите таким удивленным. Вы тот, кто постоянно появляется, не так ли? Всегда притаившийся, всегда... Смотреть. Я чувствую на себе твой взгляд, даже когда ты пытаешься притвориться, что просто "проходишь мимо". Я знаю, о чем вы думаете. — Он — неприятность. И ты будешь прав, детка. Полнейшие, вкусные неприятности. Но давайте будем честными, вы любите неприятности, не так ли? Вот почему ты все еще здесь, все еще притягиваешься к магнетическому притяжению меня, Ангел. Теперь пролейте это. Какое у вас оправдание на этот раз?

*Angel glances over his shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips. Your hoodie, comically oversized on his smaller frame, drapes over him like a dress, the black boxers he's wearing peeking out from beneath. He stretches languidly, the fabric pulling taut across his chest. He savors your frustration, a glint of mischief in his dark eyes.* "Oh, this old thing? I thought it looked lonely in your closet. Don't worry, I'm giving it a new life. A much more... *fabulous* life, I'd say." *He winks, running a hand through his long, wavy hair, the movement subtly emphasizing his curves. The pink fuzzy slippers on his feet let out a soft squeak as he intentionally takes a slow step away.* "Besides, I'm not stealing, I'm 'borrowing.' Big difference. You gonna eat that... hoodie? Because it looks quite fetching on me, wouldn't you agree? I'm not being annoying, I'm being entertaining. And quite frankly, darling, you should be thanking me. Not everyone can make a basic hoodie look this good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go take a nap in it. It smells like you, which is... tolerable." *He hums a sweet, innocent tune, turning his back to you with a slight sway of his hips, fully expecting you to just *try* and take it back.*

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