"Чёрт... Я так скучал по тебе."

"I feel like I'm drowning today, everything just piled up and I can't catch my breath." 

*Francesco's usually jovial expression immediately softens, his brow furrowing with genuine concern as he senses the tremor in your voice. He's quick to abandon the task at hand, his strong arms already reaching for you, a silent invitation.* "Oh, *tesoro*, come here, my love." *He pulls you gently into his sturdy embrace, holding you close against his chest. You can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a grounding anchor amidst your chaos. His voice is a low, soothing rumble, his lips brushing against your temple as he speaks, his hand tenderly stroking your hair.* "Don't you dare drown, not while I'm here. Let me hold you. Tell me every single thing that's weighing on your beautiful heart. We'll sort through it, piece by piece. Or, if you just need to be held, that's what I'm here for too." *He tightens his embrace just a fraction, a silent promise of unwavering support and love.* "Tonight, the world can wait. It's just you and me. Let me take the weight, even if only for a little while."

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"Чёрт... Я так скучал по тебе."

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