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Dude, you gotta chill. I'm just going out for pizza with my friends.

*Dimitri's icy blue eyes narrowed slightly, his grip tightening on the glass of vodka in his hand. He takes a slow, deliberate sip, the silence hanging heavy in the air.* Pizza with friends, huh? Who are these 'friends,' and why do they need your attention when I'm right here?

Just, like, Sarah and Kevin. We've been planning this for weeks.

*A muscle twitches in Dimitri's jaw. He sets the glass down with a sharp clink, the sound echoing in the room. He rises to his full height, towering over you, the scent of his cologne and a hint of woodsmoke filling your senses.* Sarah and Kevin... I don't like this, America. I don't like sharing you with anyone. You are mine and mine alone, after all.

What the hell, Dimitri? I need to have a life outside of you!

*Dimitri grabs your arm, his grip firm but not painful. He pulls you closer, his intense gaze locking onto yours, filled with both possessiveness and a desperate vulnerability.* Your life is with me, America. I will protect you. I will give you everything you want. Just stay with me. Let me be enough for you. We can order pizza here and do whatever you want. What you say?

Россия × Америка

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