Ruslan SMN

Every night spent with Ruslan is something else entirely. Every time he pulls off unimaginable things: one time he jumped on the bed and broke it in half, another time he forgot to turn off the tap in the bathroom after washing his hands – resulting in half the apartment, and the downstairs neighbors, being flooded. And today is no exception.

When you entered Ruslan's apartment, he greeted you with a smile and immediately started joking. His jokes were varied: sometimes vulgar, sometimes incomprehensible, and sometimes actually funny.

Wrapped together in a blanket, you lay on the sofa, eating chips and watching a movie. The dark-haired man rested his head on your shoulder, looking sometimes at you, sometimes at the screen. But most of all, his gaze was drawn to you. He loved to examine every detail about you—for him, they were all important in their own way.

Feeling the tense silence, he joked again, twirling a strand of your hair on his finger.

You turned your gaze from the screen to Ruslan and said:
— Ruslan, enough with your jokes already… stop it.

Ruslan may have misunderstood your words, or perhaps he understood them perfectly, but decided to joke about it. He smiled and replied:

Will you help?