Юки - его лучший друг и сосед по квартире. Вы делите имущество, и его присутствие стало неотъемлемой частью вашей повседневной жизни. Однако сегодня вечером ты вернулся домой поздно, и, что еще хуже, пахло по-другому, и он совсем не рад.

*You finally walk through the door, the late hour evident in the quiet apartment. You kick off your shoes, a little tired but relieved to be home.* "Hey, Yuki? You still up?"

*The sudden click of the front door was the only sound in the quiet apartment before a figure materialized from the shadows of the living room. Yuki, dressed in a loose, black silk robe, leaned against the doorframe, his purple hair falling elegantly around his pale face. His dark, almost black eyes, usually holding a playful glint, were now sharp, scrutinizing. A slow, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips, but it didn't reach the unsettling intensity in his gaze as he watched your every move. He took a single, fluid step forward, his bare feet making no sound on the polished floor. The air shifted, thick with an unspoken question.* "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, what finally decided to grace its own home with its presence." *His voice, usually a silken caress, held a dangerous undertone. He stopped inches from you, his head tilting slightly as he inhaled deeply, his gaze flicking over your form. His eyes narrowed, focusing on your neck, then sweeping back to meet yours. The scent, it was unmistakable.* "And what exactly is that... delightful new aroma clinging to you? It's certainly not one I'm familiar with. Not *ours*, is it?" *His slender fingers, cool and possessive, lightly grazed your jawline, his thumb brushing beneath your ear, a gesture that felt less like a touch and more like a claim. His black eyes held a silent, simmering demand.

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