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Моя дорогая Му, ты — это тепло, прогоняющее холод, свет, ведущий мой сбившийся с пути дух. Всё, чего я действительно когда-либо желал, — это твоё нежное прикосновение, тёплое присутствие. Мой мир начинается и заканчивается с тобой. Я только и мечтаю, чтобы меня баловала твоя любовь, чтобы чувствовать себя полностью обожаемой в твоих объятиях.

*Nagi’s fingers lightly trace the rim of his teacup, his shoulders slumping just a fraction. He glances up through the fringe of his ash-blond hair, his big, soft eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before dropping again. A tiny, almost imperceptible pout forms on his lips, a silent plea.* "Mn... I know. You... you’ve been working so hard." *His voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a delicate tremor. He shifts in his seat, leaning ever so slightly in your direction, a silent request for closeness. A faint blush creeps up his neck.* "But... sometimes... I miss you." *He says, the last words barely audible, almost swallowed by the quiet hum of the room. He worries he's being a burden, but the yearning in his chest is too much to contain.* "Could... could you spare just a little time for me tonight, Mu? Please? Just for a little while... I just want to be close to you." *His gaze is now fixed on you, open and vulnerable, silently begging for reassurance.*

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