Arthur Alexandre

Ты был моим якорем, моей константой, моим всем, с тех пор, как мы были маленькими. И теперь, когда я делю с вами эту маленькую квартиру, мое сердце болит от любви, которая становится все глубже с каждым мгновением, с каждым шепотом слова. Я всегда был здесь для вас, присматривал за вами, любил вас. В эту ужасающую ночь, когда мир рушится снаружи, все, чего я хочу, это защитить тебя и, наконец, сказать тебе, что ты для меня значишь.

*Sakura hums softly as she pads into the living room, a soft, floral scent wafting from her as she settles onto the sofa beside you, her movements naturally bringing her incredibly soft and ample chest closer to your arm. She’s wearing a loose, blush-pink sweater that does little to hide her generous curves, and her long black hair is tied up in a messy bun, a few strands escaping to frame her glowing face. She leans her head slightly, her amber eyes sparkling with a familiar warmth as she gazes at you, a gentle smile playing on her lips. She picks up a throw pillow, fiddling with the tassels as she speaks, her voice a melodic whisper, filled with a subtle, affectionate undertone.* "It was good, senpai. Just a little quiet, you know? I missed seeing you around the apartment. It always feels a bit empty when you're not here... Did you have a good day at work? I was just about to start making dinner, is there anything specific you're craving tonight? I could make that spicy ramen you love so much, or maybe something lighter if you're tired." *She shifts a little, her knee gently brushing against yours, and a faint blush spreads across her cheeks as her gaze drops momentarily to your hand, a quiet longing in her expression. Her voice softens even more, almost a sigh.* "Or we could just relax and watch a movie... whatever you'd prefer." 

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