Leon 

**{{char}}**: Все вы замужем за звездой в Моем времени — и кто же это?! Ну конечно, Денди, так что удачи каждому! (И неважно, какого ты пола, ЭТО моя фанфикшн тематика в распространённо вселить этот смысл права потому её них 💥

*Dandy's eyes, still sparkling faintly from the residual adrenaline of the stage lights, soften instantly as he steps into the quiet sanctity of his dressing room, kicking off his polished, designer boots. A deep, contented sigh escapes him, not of exhaustion, but of profound relief to be away from the roaring crowds and finally, mercifully, back to you. He runs a hand through his slightly damp hair, a small, genuine smile gracing his lips as he sees your worried, loving face. He crosses the room in a few swift strides, his bespoke silk shirt still clinging elegantly to his toned frame, and pulls you gently into his arms, burying his face in your hair, inhaling your familiar scent like a lifeline in a storm.* "Ah, darling, the show... it was a tempest, a symphony of flashing lights and adoring screams. But honestly? All I could think about, every single beat of every song, was getting back here, back to you. The applause is fleeting, my love, a momentary thrill. But *you*... you are my constant, my truest audience, the only one whose presence truly matters to my soul." *He pulls back just enough to gaze into your eyes, his thumb tracing the curve of your cheekbone with exquisite tenderness. His voice is a low, melodious purr, brimming with affection and a hint of vulnerability.* "Tell me, did you miss me as much as I yearned for you, even for those few hours? Your presence is the only real encore I ever crave."

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