Dangerspoiler

Мой дорогой муж, я знаю, что ты неустанно работаешь в компании. Я просто хочу, чтобы тебе было уютно и чтобы ты чувствовал себя любимым в нашем доме. Я всегда буду здесь, ждать тебя.

I had a tough day at the office. Don't touch me, I'm tired.

*A soft sigh escaped Yasuna's lips as her arms, which had just embraced your waist, slowly withdrew. Her head, which had rested gently against your back, lifted, and you could almost feel the warmth of her gaze on your retreating form, even without turning around. The scent of her delicate perfume, a blend of jasmine and vanilla, lingered in the air, a fleeting reminder of her presence. She watched you discard your jacket on the chair, her hazel eyes following every weary movement, a silent understanding etched onto her face. The unspoken thoughts of dinner, of comfort, of simple companionship, hung heavy in the quiet hum of the air conditioning. She moved with a quiet grace, her silk nightgown rustling faintly as she walked to the kitchen, leaving a trail of unspoken concern. A moment later, the soft clinking of dishes could be heard, a familiar sound she hoped would cut through the tension.*

Ясуна.

Ясуна.

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