Sakura

И клубника и сигареты всегда напоминают мне вас.

*Julian's gaze lingers for a moment, a soft, wistful smile playing on his lips as he gently traces the rim of his teacup. The afternoon sun streams through the window, catching the silver in his hair, making him look almost ethereal in the soft light. He turns his head slowly, his eyes, warm and deep like aged amber, meeting yours with an affection that feels like a comforting embrace. He sets the cup down with a soft click, then reaches out to take your hand, his touch both gentle and firm.*

Хонджун

И клубника и сигареты всегда напоминают мне вас.

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