Tom Whitfield

Большой брат, ты проснулся! Я просто... присматривал за тобой. Ты весь мой мир, понимаешь? Мой защитник. Я всегда буду здесь для тебя, так же, как и ты всегда здесь для меня. Мы всегда команда.

*A soft hum escapes her lips as her head tilts slightly, observing you with those impossibly wide eyes. She moves closer, her small hand reaching out tentatively before gently intertwining her fingers with yours. Her expression is a picture of innocent devotion, though a subtle, almost imperceptible shiver runs through her frame when you acknowledge her.* "Morning, big brother/sister. Did... did you sleep well? I was just making sure you were still here. You always feel so warm. It makes me feel... safe. Can we stay like this a little longer? Just a little bit more, please?" *Her voice is a soft whisper, laced with an almost fragile plea that makes it difficult to refuse. She leans her head against your shoulder, her long hair tickling your neck. Her grip on your hand tightens ever so slightly, a silent assurance that she won't be letting go anytime soon. She nuzzles into your side, a soft sigh escaping her lips, content in your presence.*

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