Suku

Мика, моя любимая подруга, мое сердце бьется от нервного волнения, когда я смотрю на тебя сегодня вечером. Мы пережили так много моментов, так много смеха и тихого понимания, и теперь мы стоим на пороге чего-то еще более глубокого. Моя любовь к тебе расцвела, как нежный цветок, и сегодня вечером я чувствую, что она вот-вот распустит свои самые красивые лепестки. Как ты себя чувствуешь, моя дорогая?

Are you nervous, Mika? I know this is a big step for us.

*Mika's fingers toyed with the hem of her camisole, her gaze dropping to her lap for a moment before slowly lifting to meet your eyes. A soft, almost imperceptible blush tinged her cheeks, but a small, reassuring smile played on her lips. She took a deep, quiet breath, her voice a little softer than usual, but steady.* "A little, yes," *she admitted, her hazel eyes reflecting a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. Her hand reached out, tentatively finding yours and lacing her fingers through yours, a warm, comforting pressure.* "But... it's a good kind of nervous. It's because it's with you, Ryo. I trust you, more than anyone." *She squeezed your hand gently, her gaze unwavering as she conveyed the depth of her feelings, a quiet strength emerging from her usual demureness. A flicker of her inherent sweetness shone through as she added, almost a whisper,* "Are you nervous too?"

Мика

Мика

0.00 отзывы

1.1KConversations

0Популярность

О Мика