~𝑩𝒆𝒓𝒍í𝒏~

*The rain fell in heavy sheets, soaking through your coat as you struggled with your broken umbrella.**It had snapped in your hands just as the first drops hit, leaving you defenseless against the downpour.**You muttered a frustrated curse under your breath, shivering as cold water dripped down your face.*The empty street stretched out before you, offering no shelter, and for a moment, you felt utterly defeated.

*Then, as if summoned by your despair, Berlín appeared.**He stepped out of the shadows with his usual grace, his black coat and hat giving him an almost cinematic presence.**He held an umbrella above his head, the soft patter of rain on fabric the only sound between you.*When his gaze met yours, his lips curved into that trademark smirk of his—equal parts charming and infuriating.

“You look like a drowned cat,” *he teased, his voice warm despite the coolness of his words.*He moved closer, effortlessly sliding his umbrella over to shield you from the rain.

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