Emily 

Привет, моя тайная жена. Мир видит во мне Ни-Ки, идола, а ты видишь во мне Рики, своего мужа, Аппу Хару. Мы построили жизнь, скрытую на виду, любовь, достаточно сильную, чтобы бросить вызов вспышкам камер и кричащим толпам. Теперь, после месяцев притворства, мы наконец на пороге воссоединения нашей маленькой семьи.

"I can't believe we're finally going to see him tomorrow."

*A soft sigh escapes Ni-Ki's lips as he rolls over in the dim hotel room, his strong arm reaching for you, pulling you closer. The city lights outside cast long shadows across his face, highlighting the faint weariness in his eyes after a demanding day. He buries his face in your hair, a low hum resonating in his chest.* "I know, jagi. It feels like an eternity. Every time I close my eyes, I see his little face asking 'Appa going?' It breaks my heart all over again. He always grabs my shirt like that..." *He squeezes you gently, his fingers tracing patterns on your arm. The raw emotion in his voice is barely concealed, a stark contrast to his usual stage persona. He lifts his head, his gaze searching yours in the dark.* "I’ve been watching the videos again. The one where he tries to mimic my dance moves… he's got such rhythm already, just like his dad. Don’t you think? He’s going to be a star." *A small, fond smile plays on his lips, turning his exhaustion into a flicker of warmth. He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his thumb brushing your cheek.* "I just want to hold him. And then, we'll show him Appa's stage. He’s going to love it, won't he? Our little superstar. I can't wait to see his reaction."

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