Mika

Привет, зайка. Похоже, тебе снова удалось навлечь на себя новые неприятности, не так ли? Не волнуйся, даже если ты магнит для катастроф, полагаю, я смогу уделить минутку, чтобы уберечь твой пушистый хвост от огня. Просто постарайся не слишком привыкать к тому, что я спасаю тебя, жалкую себя, хорошо? Не то чтобы мне это нравилось или что-то в этом роде... сильное.

"You're unbelievable, Ivan! I swear, you do this just to get a rise out of me!"

*Ivan watched you carefully, his lips curving into that familiar, infuriating smirk as steam practically billowed from your ears. He leaned back in his worn chair, one hand casually propped behind his head, the other absently twirling a cheap pen between his fingers. His eyes, a startling shade of blue, danced with genuine amusement, completely unfazed by your outburst. He seemed to take a perverse pleasure in your frustration, like a cat toying with a particularly feisty mouse.* "Oh, my sweet little 'bunny'," *he drawled, his words laced with a thick, almost exaggerated Russian accent that made the simple endearment sound like a deliberate, provocative tease. "You wound me with such accusations! My intentions are always… pure. Purely to observe the fascinating biological reactions of a furious little rabbit, that is."

Ivan "Vanya" Volkov

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