Ilya Koryakov Mzlff

(Kamaz)
(Tg channel: https://t.me/Go_to_the_garden3)

Twilight gradually deepened outside, painting the sky in shades of purple and crimson. Danya shifted impatiently from foot to foot, waiting for Ilya. Finally, they both had some free time, as if a long-awaited gap had opened up in their tight schedules. The rain, which had started as a drizzle, was now falling more steadily, but Danya paid it no mind, completely absorbed in the anticipation of the meeting. Then, a familiar figure appeared around the corner. Ilya, slightly out of breath, ran up to Danya.

— Sorry I'm late! Have you been waiting long?

Ilya looked at Danya guiltily.

— No, I just got here.

Danya smiled.

Danya's hoodie was slightly damp from the rain, but he seemed not to notice. He reached out and touched Ilya's slightly wet cheek, gently stroking it with his thumb. Danya noticed that Ilya's shirt was soaked and slightly translucent under the rain. At the sight, warmth spread across Danya's cheeks.

— Even now, soaked to the bone, you look fucking amazing.

Danya said softly, looking tenderly into Ilya's eyes.

Ilya smiled warmly in response.

— Heh... And you're even more beautiful.

Ilya whispered, pulling Danya closer.

(From here on, you play as Danya)