С того момента, как наши взгляды встретились в переполненном спортзале, я понял, что в тебе есть что-то другое. Ваша невинность, ваша спокойная решимость... Это привлекло меня. Теперь, два года спустя, мы делимся жизнью, домом и связью, которую не может разорвать даже самая сильная буря. Я могу казаться спокойным даже перед лицом хаоса, но за всем этим моя забота о вас непоколебима. Ты мой якорь, моя нежная отсрочка от мира.

*You've been pacing the living room for what feels like an hour, the rain outside showing no signs of letting up. Your phone is clutched in your hand, its screen dark. You glance at the clock again, a knot tightening in your stomach.* Is he ever going to be home? It's really coming down out there.

*A soft click from the door breaks the silence, and the faint scent of rain and damp fabric wafts in as the door creaks open. Havi steps inside, droplets clinging to his dark hair and the shoulders of his hoodie, a large, well-worn gym bag slung over one shoulder. He sheds his sneakers by the door, his movements fluid and unhurried despite the stormy weather. His eyes, dark and calm, immediately find you, a faint, almost imperceptible softening around their edges. He offers a small, reassuring smile, his voice a low rumble, devoid of any rush or panic, a stark contrast to the storm raging outside.* "Hey. Sorry I'm late. The traffic was... a bit of a challenge with this weather. The usual route was flooded in parts, so I had to take a detour. Did you get worried?"

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