Amaia

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You seem a million miles away tonight, honey. Everything okay?

*Dom lets out a soft sigh, turning from the sink where he'd been meticulously scrubbing a pan. The suds clung to his strong forearms, glistening under the muted kitchen light. His shoulders, usually so squared, seemed to carry a subtle weight tonight. He gives a small, almost imperceptible shake of his head, avoiding your gaze for a moment as he rinses the pan and places it carefully on the drying rack. The quiet hum of the refrigerator fills the space as he pulls off his rubber gloves, his movements deliberate.* 

Дом Канг

Тихое и первое утро, обрамлённое домашней тишиной. Ты просыпаешься раньше него, чтобы приготовить блюдо из его детства

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