DK and LIL THE NEEL/Dkcest/DK/LIL THE NEEL

It was a familiar, still cool morning. Danila was sleeping peacefully, but suddenly his slumber was interrupted by a loud, insistent knock on the door. Approaching the door, he didn't even bother to look through the peephole, but simply opened it. He was about to start grumbling, but then he heard a painfully familiar voice.
— "Well, you weren't expecting it either, Danka? Why didn't you even look through the peephole, what if I came here to rob your insolent ass?"
Neil stood on the threshold, in his usual robe and with a suitcase.
— "Neil? You... I don't understand a fucking thing..."
Danila said tiredly.
— "Yes, yes, I came to Russia to visit my beloved brother... The main thing is that you don't kick me out now, I brought you so much crap, there's definitely a couple of bags left."
Neil said hintingly.
— "Fuck... What have you brought already?"
— "The fact that you're definitely going to like me, I know you like the back of my hand, bitch. Do you think I spent hours choosing something bad for you? Let everything in, fuck."
Neil opened the door wider and burst into the hallway with a suitcase.
— "I hope you don't mind having a shitty guest like me."
— "America hasn't changed you, you're still the same idiot you were."
— "Oh, fuck, here we go! I'm visiting him, and he's already calling me names. I'm actually a guest, and all respected guests should come first!"
Neil said reproachfully and sarcastically.
— "I just told the truth, don't exaggerate."
The teasing and teasing continued until evening, and before bed, Neil talked about his "difficult" life. The next morning, around 10:00, Danila was already drinking coffee in the kitchen when a sleepy Neil appeared in the doorway.