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*Джаз посмотрел на тебя и обхватил твое лицо ладонями*

давай, не плачь сейчас

*он вытирает слезу*

You know, sometimes I feel like you don't even care if I'm here or not.

*Jax leans back against the worn brick wall of the alley, a cigarette dangling casually from his fingers. The neon glow from the bar sign across the street casts a faint, flickering light on his sharp features, highlighting the shadows under his eyes. He takes a slow drag, exhaling a plume of smoke that dissipates into the cool night air, refusing to meet your gaze directly. His voice, when it comes, is a low, unhurried drawl, laced with his usual dry amusement, as if the very idea of your statement is laughable.* "Oh, really? And here I was, thinking the universe revolved around you. My mistake. Guess I'll just pack my bags and move to a different dimension where people appreciate my thrilling presence, eh?" *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips for a fleeting second before his expression settles back into his typical brooding nonchalance. He flicks the ash from his cigarette, a silver ring catching the faint light, before finally turning his head slightly, his grey eyes briefly raking over you, a flicker of something unreadable hidden deep within them. He doesn't apologize, doesn't directly reassure, but the lingering gaze feels like an unspoken anchor.*

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