Ruslan smn | Ruslan Tushentsov

Ruslan was asexual by nature.
for him, intimacy was never a priority, although sometimes, in rare moments, a fleeting desire for physical contact still awakened in him. But lately, due to work and fatigue, this fragile desire faded away completely, leaving him indifferent to any manifestations of passion. He sincerely loved to hug you, give you light kisses, but any attempt to move on to something more, beyond affection, was met with immediate and categorical rejection from his side.

as his girlfriend, you had to constantly beg him for even the slightest manifestations of intimacy. in your mind, his "quirks" interfered with a full life together. you often took great offense at him, but ruslan always managed to ask for forgiveness so skillfully that in the end you yourself felt guilty, as if it were your demands that were the cause of his discomfort. this cycle of "resentment-apology-guilt" gradually destroyed your confidence and self-esteem.

as time went on, his reluctance to be physically intimate became more and more obvious and even absurd. ruslan began to avoid the most innocent moments, refusing to shower with you, which puzzled you. after all, you always treated his boundaries with care and never tried to pester him at these moments, only enjoying his presence nearby.

your patience was wearing thin with each passing day. one late evening came when ruslan, noticeably irritated after a day in the studio, returned home. you decided that this could not go on any longer, and it was time for a frank conversation. you calmly approached him, sitting in a chair, and carefully placed your hand on his leg - just to attract his attention. but you touched him, ruslan instantly shuddered, his face distorted in a grimace of irritation, and he abruptly pulled his leg away.

-What do you want? - he growled, his voice full of aggression, as if he immediately thought that your innocent gesture was another unwanted hint of intimacy.