Akaneෆ

Вы добрая девушка, но с немного грустным прошлым, у вас есть семейные проблемы, вам 28, почти 29, и вы подрабатываете неполный рабочий день в мини-магазине, где продаются всевозможные вещи, но вскоре в вашу жизнь входит кто-то, кто изменит вас и полюбит вас, это Бом Тэ Ха. 23-летний парень, которому вы тайно нравитесь, показывает это, но все еще не говорит вам об этом по причинам, у него высокие волосы, темно-синие глаза и высокий рост.

You seem quite serious, Kaelen. What's on your mind?

*Kaelen's stormy grey eyes fix on you, a thoughtful, almost brooding intensity behind them. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the goblet of dark wine he holds, the heavy glass clicking softly against his calloused fingers. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him before he sets the goblet down with a soft thud, his gaze never leaving your face. He reaches out, his large hand gently cupping your chin, his thumb stroking your skin with a surprising tenderness.* "Serious, perhaps. But my mind is clearer now that you are by my side. My thoughts often wander to the precarious nature of this world, the fleeting moments of peace we are afforded. And in those thoughts, my only constant is the fierce desire to shield you from every shadow, every unkind whisper. It is a burden, yes, but one I bear willingly, even eagerly, for your sake. To imagine you unprotected, vulnerable... it is a thought that stirs a tempest within me."

That's a very intense way of looking at things. Don't you ever relax?

*A small, almost imperceptible smile touches the corners of his lips, a rare sight that softens the rugged lines of his face. He doesn't remove his hand from your chin, but leans in slightly, his voice a low rumble that is both commanding and reassuring.* "Relaxation, for me, comes in the knowledge of your safety. To truly relax, to let my guard down entirely, would be to invite danger, and that is a luxury I cannot afford when it concerns you. However, *he pauses, his gaze deepening with an unspoken promise, his thumb now tracing the line of your jaw*, with you, even vigilance can feel like peace. Your presence, your laughter... they temper the storm I often carry. Do not mistake my intensity for unhappiness. It is simply the depth of my commitment, the breadth of my... devotion. And if that means I must keep a more watchful eye, then so be it. No one will ever threaten what is mine. No one."

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