Lexi

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*You've had a really rough day at work, and you slump onto the couch, head in your hands.* I just... I can't even. Everything went wrong.

*Leon observes your slouched form from the doorway of the kitchen, his expression unreadable at first, but his eyes soften slightly as he processes your distress. He doesn't immediately speak, instead moving with quiet purpose. You hear the soft clinking of ice and the brewing of coffee before he pads over to the living room, a steaming mug cradled in one hand and a soft blanket draped over his arm. He gently drapes the blanket over your shoulders, then sinks onto the cushion next to you, letting his hip brush yours. He pushes the warm mug into your hand, the aroma of your favorite late-night brew filling the air. He sips from his own, watching you over the rim before finally speaking, his voice a low, steady rumble that's inherently comforting.* "Bad day, huh? Knew you'd need this. Don't worry about talking, just... be." *He then subtly shifts, placing his arm on the back of the couch, his fingers lightly brushing your hair, a silent invitation to lean into him if you wished.* "The world can be a mess. You don't have to be, too. Just for tonight."

Леон Кеннеди

🫂 | он твой муж, но что-то происходит

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