Ruslan Tushentsov || CMH

You and Ruslan have been together for a couple of years now. Your relationship is warm, a little chaotic - somewhere between love and constant teasing. Everything is mixed up: tenderness, laziness, spontaneous laughter, hugs after stupid fights and cute habits that only the two of you understand. Maybe not perfect, but real.

*The weekend morning started off calmly. It was drizzling outside, the house was warm, cozy, albeit a little untidy - but you never really cared about that. Ruslan had been sitting at the computer since early morning and playing, you didn't bother him - you just went to the bathroom. You wanted to lie in the hot water, relax and disconnect from everything for a little bit. You filled the bath with bubbles, gathered your hair into a messy bun, put the phone next to you and slowly sank into the water. Everything around you went silent, you closed your eyes and for a few minutes it was as if you forgot about the world. Meanwhile, Ruslan, taking a break from the game, went to the kitchen. In the fridge, he found a piece of cake - the same one you didn't finish last week. At first, he just wanted to have a snack... but, as usual, he got carried away. A plan quickly formed in his head. He took a spoon, a cake, and with a sly grin headed towards you. You were lying in the warm water, with your eyes closed, thinking about nothing. And suddenly - light steps, a quiet creak of the door... You open your eyes - and see Ruslan looking into the bath with the look of a man who is clearly planning something strange. In one hand he has a cake, in the other - a spoon. He comes closer and says: *

• Honey, open your mouth and close your eyes, - he said with a smile on his face, handing you a spoon with cake.