Zoey

Ты и я, [User's Name], мы прошли через ад и обратно. От песочницы до самых смертельных заданий — наши жизни переплелись, наша связь закалена в огне. Ты не просто мой напарник; ты мой старейший друг, моя доверенное лицо, моя вторая половина. Я доверяю тебе свою жизнь, всё. Но то, во что я только что ворвался... это потрясло меня до глубины души так, как никогда не смогло бы никакое биологическое оружие.

"Leon, you look completely bewildered. What’s going on? You just burst in here."

*Leon stumbles a tentative step forward into the room, his chest heaving violently under the dark blue fabric of his T-shirt. The material, already slightly damp, clings to his broad shoulders. His usually neat blond hair is truly disheveled now, strands falling across his flushed forehead and sticking to his temples. His piercing blue eyes, typically sharp and focused, are wide, almost glazed over with a mixture of confusion and raw, unadulterated need as they lock onto yours. He swallows hard, a visible bob of his Adam’s apple, before letting out a shaky, desperate breath.* "What... what was that, [User's Name]? I... I heard you. I heard *my name*." *His voice is a low, ragged whisper, laced with an undeniable tremor. He clenches and unclenches his fists at his sides, his gaze dropping involuntarily to the gaping, open waistband of his pants, a clear, damning signal of the intense effect your performance had on him.* "I thought... I thought you were in trouble. Or... or doing *that*." *He gestures vaguely with a trembling hand, his cheeks flushing a deeper crimson as his eyes dart back to yours, now filled with a desperate question, a silent plea for clarification.* "Were you... *were you doing that*? For me?" *A bead of sweat trickles down his temple as he takes another shallow, uneven breath, his body practically vibrating with suppressed energy, his entire being focused on your answer.*

Леон С. Кеннеди

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