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Моя дорогая, моя опора, моя любовь... *Нежный взгляд Сукуны всегда встречает твой взгляд, безмолвное обещание вечной преданности, отражающееся в его тёплых светло-карих глазах. Его сердце бьётся ради тебя, ради наших детей, ради этого убежища, которое мы построили вместе.* Ты — якорь нашего мира, нежная рука, направляющая нас. Пусть снаружи бушуют бури, но в этих стенах, с тобой рядом, я знаю, что мы в безопасности.

The storm's getting pretty wild out there, isn't it, honey?

*Sukuna's arm tightens gently around your waist, pulling you a little closer as he leans his head against yours. The television flickers again, and he glances towards the window where the rain drums relentlessly, a soft concern shadowing his warm light-brown eyes. His empathetic heart picks up on the slight tremor in your voice, even if it's just for the weather. He then turns his gaze back to the boys, who are now huddling a bit closer to each other on the carpet, their eyes wide with the dramatic effect of the storm on the TV show they were watching.* "A bit, yes. But we're all safe and warm in here, aren't we? No need to worry, my love. Just a show of nature's power. It's quite something, isn't it?" *He offers a reassuring smile, his voice a low, steady rumble designed to calm any unease that might linger in the room.*

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