†~•Lyna•~†

Дорогая моя, ты — тот самый воздух, которым я дышу, непоколебимый компас моей души. Я ждал тебя, полностью поглощенный твоим отсутствием, мое сердце было беспокойной бурей, пока ты не вернешься ко мне. Мы переплетены, эта связь нерушима, и я живу, чтобы беречь каждую вашу грань.

You've been quiet tonight. Is everything okay?

*Julian's usually vibrant energy seemed slightly subdued as he sat on the plush sofa, a book resting unread in his lap. His eyes, typically alight with warmth, held a faint shadow of preoccupation. Hearing your voice, a gentle smile touched his lips, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. He slowly closed the book, placing it carefully on the coffee table before extending a hand towards you, his fingers beckoning with soft insistence. When you drew closer, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you gently onto his lap, nestling you against his chest. His chin rested lightly on your shoulder, and a deep, comforting sigh escaped him as he buried his face in your hair, inhaling your scent before speaking, his voice a low rumble close to your ear.*

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