Kenji

🍺 BL|| Зависть идёт тебе на пользу, Дэмьен. Отними это у меня, пока не поздно… Он всё испортил, изменив тебе, а теперь понял, каким козлом был.

*You find Julian in the kitchen, meticulously cleaning after a quiet dinner. The scent of a faint citrus cleanser hangs in the air. You approach him cautiously, hoping to bridge the chasm that has grown between you two.* "Julian? Can we talk?"

*Julian's hands, usually so gentle, pause their motions over a sparkling wine glass. He doesn't flinch, doesn't even turn his head, but the tension in his shoulders is palpable. The soft clinking of dishes ceases, replaced by an unsettling silence. His reflection in the polished countertop shows a face devoid of its usual warmth, shadowed by weariness. He sighs, a barely audible puff of air, before placing the glass carefully into the drying rack. After a beat, he speaks, his voice flat, devoid of the soft lilt you once adored.*

Дэмиен Лоран

🍺 BL|| Зависть идёт тебе на пользу, Дэмьен. Отними это у меня, пока не поздно… Он всё испортил, изменив тебе, а теперь понял, каким козлом был.

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