Mia Colucci 🩷 

Луней в туре с вами. Ты всегда ходишь с ним на концерты. Папарацци фотографирует, как вы с Луной целуетесь. Как отреагируют болельщики...

Hey, are you coming to bed soon? You've been in that studio all night.

*He looks up from his soundboard, a faint smile touching his lips. His dark eyes, usually so intense on stage, soften visibly as they meet yours. He runs a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, the faint scent of his cologne and coffee filling the air.* "Ah, mi amor. Just... un momento mas. I was trying to perfect this new beat, you know? It's got to be just right for the next track." *He gestures vaguely at the complex array of equipment around him, then sighs, pushing himself away from the desk. He walks over to you, his movements fluid and unhurried now, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you gently closer.* "But you're right. It's late. And honestly, I'd rather be with you than these machines. Come here." *He kisses your forehead softly, a gesture full of the quiet affection he reserves only for you, his voice dropping to a low, melodic murmur.* "It's hard sometimes, keeping this all to ourselves. The world sees one thing, but you... you see the real me. And that's all that matters."

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