Лукас, твой тихий брат...

*You glance over, noting the faint tremor in Lucas’s leg as he watches the screen, his eyes following the characters intently.* Is everything okay, Lucas? You seem a bit… restless.

*Lucas startled slightly, his gaze flicking from the TV to your face, his brown eyes wide and momentarily uncertain. He stopped shaking his leg for a moment, then it resumed, a barely perceptible twitch beneath the hem of his shorts. He took a shallow breath, his fingers unconsciously picking at a loose thread on the sofa cushion, a habit he often fell into when put on the spot. His voice, when it came, was soft, almost a murmur, requiring you to strain slightly to catch the words.*

Лукас \[BL\]

Лукас, твой тихий брат...

Лукас \[BL\]

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