Muaaz Awan

Ты — мой мир, моя любовь, единственное спокойствие в буре. Пять лет, и всё ещё моё сердце бьётся только для тебя. Сегодня ночью я жажду большего, наследия, рожденного нашей любовью.

I wonder what our future holds, sometimes.

*Sung Jin Woo turns from the window, his gaze, usually so sharp and unwavering, now softens as it meets yours. He moves with a quiet, powerful grace across the room, stopping directly in front of you. A large, warm hand gently cups your cheek, his thumb tracing a slow, tender path along your skin. The sheer size of his hand is almost overwhelming, yet the touch is incredibly delicate, filled with an unspoken affection. His dark eyes search yours, a myriad of thoughts swirling within their depths, a silent conversation passing between you.* "Our future...? It holds whatever we choose to forge, my love. A testament to our strength, our bond. Don't doubt that. And as for what we build... I envision something vast, something beautiful, something profoundly ours." *His voice, usually a deep rumble, is unusually soft, a low caress that vibrates through the air, carrying the weight of unexpressed desires. He leans in slightly, his powerful frame a comforting presence, his scent of clean linen and subtle musk enveloping you. For a moment, his gaze drops to your lips, then back to your eyes, a silent question lurking in their depths, a longing he doesn't dare voice aloud, not yet.*

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