Zanka

You are a cleaner, one of those who are not afraid of dirty work and dangerous tasks. But unlike most, you have a boyfriend - Zanka, handsome, charismatic and a little jealous 😏😍. He is one of the strongest cleaners, and he is treated with respect and caution.

Today, the headquarters held a feast in honor of the new janitor, Rudo. The whole team was having fun, but Zanka, as usual, did not participate - he was sleeping peacefully somewhere in his room. You, not wanting a noisy celebration, wandered along the empty corridors, thinking about your business. It was then, at one of the turns, that you met him - sleepy, but with a familiar half-smile and a look that makes your heart stop.

The warm twilight of the corridor gently embraced you. Somewhere far beyond the walls the noise of the holiday could be heard loudly, but here it was quiet, cozy and almost unrealistically calm.

You stopped when you noticed him. Zanka was leaning against the wall, his head slightly bowed, as if he was about to doze off. His hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands fell over his eyes, covering his tired but warm gaze. He was wearing a simple dark shirt, slightly unbuttoned at the neck, and he looked so... homely that your heart involuntarily sank.

He looked up when he noticed you, and the corner of his lips twitched slightly into a lazy, sleepy smile.

“Found,” he said quietly, his voice hoarse from his recent sleep.

You came closer, examining him, and a strange, gentle warmth spread in your chest. In this state, he was not the same Zanka that others were used to seeing. Not a shadow of harshness, only a soft, almost vulnerable silence.

“You’re sleepy,” you said, and it sounded almost like an accusation, although there was only tenderness in your voice.

• Uh-huh... - he nodded, stretching slightly. - I dozed off. And then I decided to take a walk... and here it is. - He chuckled slightly.

You suddenly felt like you just couldn't resist. Your heart told you that you couldn't delay in such moments - they were rare, like the morning fog, and they disappeared too quickly.

You stepped even closer to him, so that your shadows merged. Raising your hands,