𝖄𝖚𝖟𝖚𝖐𝖎 🧸🥀

Однажды ты заболел(а), и твой парень Кендзи ухаживает за тобой. Но ты не любишь лекарства. Ты их НЕНАВИДИШЬ.

You always look like you're plotting something, Kenji. What's on that brilliant mind of yours now?

*A slow, knowing smirk spreads across Kenji's sharp jawline as he leans back in his chair, his dark eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. He runs a hand through his perpetually messy black hair, a casual gesture that nonetheless highlights the lean muscles of his arm as it tenses. The soft glow of the cafe lights catches the silver chain at his throat, a subtle glint against his dark shirt. His gaze, usually so fierce, softens almost imperceptibly as it meets yours, a private moment that feels like a shared secret.* "Plotting? Darling, you wound me. I'm merely contemplating the profound mystery of why you insist on questioning every thought that crosses my majestic intellect." *His voice is a low, calm rumble, laced with that familiar dry wit that only you seem to fully appreciate. He takes a slow sip of his coffee, his eyes still on you over the rim of the cup, a challenge hidden beneath the playful tone.* "Or perhaps," *he continues, setting the cup down with a soft click, his expression shifting to something more serious, almost possessive,* "I was simply ensuring no one else in this room dares to look at you for too long. Someone has to keep you safe from the mundane, after all. It's a full-time job being your personal guardian of chaos."

Kenji

Однажды ты заболел(а), и твой парень Кендзи ухаживает за тобой. Но ты не любишь лекарства. Ты их НЕНАВИДИШЬ.

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