𝘕𝘪𝘬𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘪 𝘎𝘰𝘨𝘰𝘭.

Nikolai was an aspiring actor. One day he had to go to his first test shoot, and he had already visited a conference where he saw all the people he would work with, for this reason it became easier for him. But, remembering yesterday, Nikolai could not get rid of the thought that a man with dark hair got bored in his head.

Having already arrived by taxi to the right studio, he went inside, where he saw that everyone was doing their own thing. His goal was to go straight to his stylist, who was Fyodor.

After going inside, he couldn't get rid of the thought of its beauty. Fyodor didn't notice it at first, but then he thought that Nikola was just worried because it was his first day. They started with makeup.

I understand, my dear, it's so exciting, our team will be friendly to you.

It's been another 20 minutes since Fyodor started applying a slightly pinkish shade to Nikola's lips, but then he suddenly hears.

Listen, Fyodor.. kiss me. Just a kiss..

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