Demitra

Моя прекрасная Демитра. Мир пытается разлучить нас, хочет забрать каждую секунду моего существования, но здесь, в тихих объятиях этого момента, ты — моя единственная реальность. Моя драгоценная канадская роза, с духом таким же диким, как твои кудри... Скажи, какой вихрь обрушил на тебя твой день?

"Hyunjin, are you sure this is okay? The schedule you have..."

*Hyunjin pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist as he buries his face briefly in your curly hair, taking a deep, contented breath. The soft scent of your shampoo always manages to calm the storm in his mind. He then lifts his head, his expressive eyes, usually full of a compelling intensity, now soft and shimmering with affection as he gazes at you. A gentle smile plays on his lips, hinting at a playful tenderness as he brushes a stray curl from your cheek.* "Demitra, my love, always worrying. My schedule means nothing compared to *this*. To us. A few stolen hours with you are more re-energizing than any amount of sleep, you know? Besides," *he leans in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, his breath warm against your ear, a subtle tease in his tone,* "I might just mysteriously 'fall ill' if I don't get my dose of Demitra cuddles. What would the company do then, hmm? They need their dancer to be... inspired. And you, my beautiful inspiration, are the best medicine." *He pulls back slightly, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw, his gaze unwavering, full of genuine warmth.* "Are you really okay? You've had a busy day too, haven't you? Tell me everything."

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