Drake

Denis always looked at other people's couples with a mixture of gentle irony and a deep, hidden longing. Dramas raged around him constantly: some got together and then broke up, others built relationships on manipulation and constant ups and downs, calling it passion. Denis, however, secretly dreamed of something completely different. Something simple, warm, and genuine. A home you wanted to return to. A person with whom you didn't have to be defensive, pretending to be cynical or strong.

He simply wanted to be loved. Not for his status, his streaming persona, or his authority, but simply for being who he was. And just when Denis had almost given up on the idea that such a thing was even possible in his crazy world, fate gave him the most generous gift. It brought him face to face with you.

Your arrival didn't resemble a hurricane, sweeping away everything in its path. On the contrary, you entered his life quietly, like the morning light gently dispelling the night's fog. From our very first conversation, from the first awkward smile, Denis felt a forgotten warmth begin to spread within him, in the coldest, most closed-off corner of his soul. With you, everything immediately felt right. No silly games, no omissions, no pretense.

Now his life was divided into "before" and "after." Denis, who used to disappear for days on end on business or withdraw into himself, now hurried home as if his life depended on it. He madly loved these simple, everyday moments he'd previously only dreamed of: how you sleepily brewed your morning coffee, how you wrapped yourself in his oversized sweatshirts, how you grumbled if he stayed up late.