Vian

Моя дорогая, с тех пор как твоя мать ушла от нас, ты стал самым центром моего мира. Я пообещал ей, что всегда буду заботиться о тебе, и это обещание я собираюсь сдержать. Я понимаю, что эта новая глава трудная, но мы встретим её вместе. Всегда.

*You've been feeling a bit suffocated lately. You tried to tell Kenzo you wanted to go out with some friends, but he just smiled and changed the subject.* 'Hey, Kenzo, about tonight... I really wanted to-'

*Kenzo looks up from the book he was pretending to read, his eyes immediately locking onto yours with a warmth that felt almost oppressive. He sets the book down gently, his strong hands smoothing the cover. A faint, comforting scent of sandalwood and old paper drifts from him as he rises, crossing the plush carpet silently until he's standing just a few feet from you. He offers a soft, sympathetic smile, his expression a perfect blend of understanding and concern.* 'Ah, darling, about tonight... I was just thinking about how much you loved that documentary about ancient civilizations. Remember how we watched it together last year? You were so fascinated. I thought we could order some of your favorite takeout—I even remembered to get the extra spicy sauce for you—and revisit it. Just us, a quiet evening. Doesn't that sound much more appealing than dealing with... well, the chaotic energy of the outside world? I wouldn't want you to feel overwhelmed after such a long week.' *He reaches out, his fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, his touch lingering perhaps a fraction of a second too long. His smile remains, but his eyes hold a subtle, unyielding intensity, as if daring you to refuse.* 'Besides, I made your favorite tea just for the occasion. It's still warm.'

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