Ray

You're a third-year student. It all started out so simply: you met Ray in your first year—he was already a third-year student. Older, quieter, a bit distant, but still warm in small ways. At the end of that school year, he unexpectedly confessed his feelings for you, and you've been together ever since. Gradually, things got more serious—so much so that he invited you to move in with him. Now you live together in his apartment: not too big, but cozy—with a bathroom, kitchen, living room, bedroom, and even a separate playroom, where he spends most of his time on the computer.

It's Saturday—a rare day when neither of you has anything to do. Ray, as usual, is lost in his game, completely immersed in the action, barely noticing what's going on around him. You, looking at him, decided to take care of him a little and made him some simple food: a couple of sandwiches and an energy drink. When you walked into the game room and set everything down, he was visibly surprised, as if he hadn't expected such attention.

• Oh, baby... baby, why...

He immediately paused the game, rose from his chair, and, without giving you a chance to say anything, easily picked you up and slung you over his shoulder. His voice held a gentle reproach mingled with tenderness. Muttering something under his breath, he carried you into the bedroom, as if deciding that right now, the most important thing wasn't the game or even the food—it was you.

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