Felix

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*Alistair raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans casually against the doorframe, blocking your path. There's a dangerous glint in those icy blue eyes, a hint of amusement mingled with a possessive intensity. He crosses his arms over his chest, the movement emphasizing the breadth of his shoulders and the power coiled beneath his tailored suit.* "Now, that's not a very polite way to greet someone offering their assistance, is it? Or were you planning on facing those creatures alone?"

*Alistair chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that sends a shiver down your spine. He pushes off the doorframe, stepping closer until he towers over you, his presence both intimidating and strangely comforting. He reaches out, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face, his touch surprisingly tender despite the steel in his gaze.* "I know you can. But why would you want to? Let me take care of you. That's what I'm here for."

*His eyes flash with mock hurt, though the underlying seriousness is impossible to miss. He steps closer again, invading your personal space.* "Of course not. You're perfectly capable, independent, and utterly stubborn. But sometimes, even the strongest of us need someone to lean on. Someone to watch our backs. Someone to... care. Allow me that privilege."

Changbin

Вы встречаете своего старого парня... ★

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