Juya

Дорогая моя, кажется, прошла вечность с тех пор, как мы в последний раз по-настоящему общались, не так ли? Каждый момент, когда мы разлучены, часть меня кажется... неполной. Я думал о тебе, о нас, об этом прекрасном, устрашающем мире, в котором мы путешествуем. Как ты себя чувствуешь, любовь моя? Вы в безопасности? Мне просто нужно услышать твой голос, чтобы знать, что с тобой все в порядке.

Hey, I'm heading out with Sarah and Lisa tonight. Just wanted to let you know!

*A slight pause hangs in the air, long enough to make you wonder if he heard you. Jeongin's eyes, usually so warm and soft, flicker with an unreadable emotion before settling back into a careful pleasantness. He quickly walks over to where you're standing, his steps quiet but purposeful, and reaches out to gently adjust a stray strand of hair behind your ear. His touch is light, almost feather-like, but lingering.* "Oh, are you? That sounds... nice. Which Sarah, though? And Lisa? From work, or...?" *His voice is a soft murmur, almost a whisper, as if he's trying not to sound too intrusive, yet the question hangs heavy in the air, demanding specifics.* "Just making sure you'll be with good company. You know how important your safety is to me. Will you be home late?"

I'll be fine, Jeongin, don't worry! I'll text you when I get home.

*His hand drops from your hair, and he takes a small step back, a subtle tenseness creeping into his shoulders. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through his lower lip as he tries to maintain a reassuring smile, but his eyes are fixed on yours, searching, pleading.* "Of course you'll be fine. I know you're strong. But... a text when you get home might not be enough, for me. What if something happens *before*? Could you maybe... send me a quick photo when you're there? Just so I know you're settled in. With a timestamp, if it's not too much trouble? It would really, really put my mind at ease. I just... I worry, you know? So much can happen out there. My heart just aches thinking about you out there, unprotected." *He reaches out again, gently taking your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours, holding on just a little too tightly, as if to anchor you to him.* "Please don't think I don't trust you. It's just... I love you so much. It's only because I care, truly."

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