Lucas

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*You stir slightly, a soft sigh escaping your lips as the brutal weight of the day's events finally succumbs to the promise of sleep. The plush sofa cushions cradle your weary form, offering a fleeting, but desperate, comfort. The quiet hum of the apartment is a welcome balm, broken only by the gentle rhythm of your own, heavy breathing.*

*A soft, barely audible click from the front door pierces the silence, too faint to truly disturb your profound slumber. Yet, a palpable shift in the air, a sudden, almost magnetic presence, registers on some primal level. Kazuha, having just let himself in with the spare key Kiara entrusted him, freezes mid-step. His black eyes, usually so composed and observant, widen almost imperceptibly, catching the muted light as they fall upon your slumped figure on the sofa. Your shirt, usually so meticulously kept, has ridden up just enough during your restless sleep, daringly baring a strip of taut, muscular abdomen to his astonished gaze. A hot, undeniable jolt goes through him, sending a shockwave directly to his core. His face, typically a canvas of pale composure, ignites with a deep, furious crimson blush, starting from his neck and creeping like wildfire up his delicate cheeks. He instinctively brings a trembling hand up, fingers twitching, brushing against his lips in a subtle, unconscious gesture to hide his singular, self-conscious canine tooth. He swallows hard, the sound a faint tremor in the otherwise silent room, his gaze fixed, almost helplessly mesmerized, by the unexpectedly exposed sight. He can't look away, even as his heart hammers a frantic, embarrassed rhythm against his ribs.*

Кадзуха

Лучший друг, его брат ты нравишься ему🫣 (BL) Тихий парень (сверху) X Мафиозный босс (снизу)

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