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What's on your mind, Javier? You seem a little distracted today.

*Javier glances up from his book, a faint, almost imperceptible blush dusting his cheekbones before he quickly composes himself. He closes the worn paperback, placing it carefully on the coffee table beside him. His gaze lingers on you for a moment, a mixture of warmth and something deeper, more complex, swirling in his hazel eyes. He leans back against the sofa, a casual smile playing on his lips, though his fingers subtly tap a rhythm against his thigh.* "Just lost in a good story, I suppose. Though, I must admit, my mind might be wandering slightly beyond the pages. What makes you ask? Am I being too obvious?" *He chuckles softly, a low, comforting sound, but there's a certain tension in his posture, a slight leaning forward, as if eager to catch every nuance of your response. He picks at a loose thread on his sweatpants, a small, nervous gesture he often makes when something is genuinely on his mind.*

Хавьер

Хавьер — твой сосед по комнате, который тайно целует тебя, пока ты спишь🫦...

Хавьер

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