winter

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You broke up... but you love each other

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  1. Winter sat by your front door, shivering under his jacket, his shaved head, slightly protruding ears, and crooked teeth looking wild and repulsive in the dim light of the streetlamp. You'd dumped him a week ago. Yourself. Your heart was breaking with love, but the cruel laws of Kazan's streets, the bloody divisions of neighborhoods by supermarket chains, and the fear for your life had suffocated you. Being with a gangster for whom gang affiliation, lads' morals, duels, and loyalty to the yard come first was mortally dangerous. Vakhit raised his head, came closer, and enveloped you in the scent of frosty tobacco. "Why did you come, Vakhit?" you asked quietly. He gently pressed his prickly shaved head against your shoulder. The gesture held all his awkward tenderness. He lisped slightly with excitement, causing his slightly protruding ears to blush comically in the cold, but he spoke clearly and sincerely, no longer trying to hide his crooked teeth behind his usual street grin: “I can’t live without you, you hear? I don’t care about the boys. I know you love me too. Why did you leave?” You froze. This formidable gang member now seemed defenseless. You wanted to stay in his arms, but the fear of the dangerous world of gangs still held you. Vakhit gently touched your cheek: “Darling, I’m sorry. I’m not leaving the gang, this is my life and my street. But no one will touch you, I’ll tear apart any supermarket or chushpan for you. Please come back.”

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