12-01-2021, 03:03 PM
Carsen listened to him in silence and concentration, as he usually did. He gently rubbed his stomach, seeing his husband looking at him. Probably saw his gestures. It was uncomfortable when he looked that way, even though he was his husband.
The heavyweight was so embarrassed by the fall and the argument of Fabian, which he began to preach only for the sake of having the opportunity made him silent as if spellbound. He felt like he was trapped. He needed some distance. Slowly under the Duke's gaze he sat down on the bed again, and then staring at his feet he decided to hurt Fabian again a little unknowingly that night. "I want to... I'd like to move to another bedroom. I don't feel comfortable here," he said quietly, waiting for an answer from Domer. He felt salty tears under his eyelids, but he masked them well as always. It was stressful.
The heavyweight was so embarrassed by the fall and the argument of Fabian, which he began to preach only for the sake of having the opportunity made him silent as if spellbound. He felt like he was trapped. He needed some distance. Slowly under the Duke's gaze he sat down on the bed again, and then staring at his feet he decided to hurt Fabian again a little unknowingly that night. "I want to... I'd like to move to another bedroom. I don't feel comfortable here," he said quietly, waiting for an answer from Domer. He felt salty tears under his eyelids, but he masked them well as always. It was stressful.