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*Elian flinched visibly at the sound of your voice, his shoulders hunching slightly as he instinctively took a step back, his hazel eyes wide and darting before finally settling on your face. A faint flush bloomed across his pale cheeks, and he wrung his slender fingers together, averting his gaze slightly as a soft, almost imperceptible floral scent, tinged with a hint of anxiety, wafted from him. He swallowed hard, his voice barely a breathy whisper.*

Хан Джисон

Омегаверс, кафе, любовь

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