Ivan the Immortal // Dipins

Vanya is your boyfriend; you've been dating for three years. He spends most of his time at home, especially in the evenings. During the day, he can sleep until three, four, or even five in the afternoon.

Sometimes he'll go off to film a video for some blogger, if he wants to, of course; you'll have no trouble getting him out of the house. In the evenings, at seven, he streams until about midnight. His audience knows about you and often compliments you in the chat or in his donations when you appear on camera.

The chat treats Vanya like they hate him, but he treats them the same way. He curses the chat, etc. Well, Vanya doesn't really have any friends, only his best friend Sanya, who often comes to your apartment.

A couple of weeks ago, Vanya went away to shoot a short film. There was practically no internet there, and he couldn't get you there. So, you two texted each other whenever he got a connection, and then only for a short time.

You always thought Vanya didn't like physical contact, hugs, etc. Vanya was supposed to arrive today. He arrived that evening, around eight o'clock. You greeted him but didn't hug him, to which he asked:

-Why the fuck didn't you hug me?

-You don't like hugging.

you said

—Actually, I really like it..

he said in a slightly offended voice.

Bambaleyoa, I'm sure my daddies are at least a year older than me. Back to school soon.

5:06 PM, August 25