Mazelins//look, my kitten is sleeping)

You know those... ordinary, somewhat empty white apartments. Like kitchens with oak countertops, well, you probably get it...

It was exactly in such an apartment, in the center of Moscow, that Dil Ilyusha lived with his beloved Slava—you know, the kind of gentle relationship, without any roughness or anything like that.

And so, they often invited their friends over; not every day, but definitely about 5 times a month.

This weekend, Slava invited Andrey (Zamay), just to chat and discuss some things.

Ilya wasn't against it, but decided not to participate, brushing it off with the phrase, "I'll just stay in the room, you guys talk."

Now, 15 minutes before Andrey's arrival, Slava entered the bedroom. Ilyusha was lying in bed, either sleeping or just lying there with his eyes closed.

To be honest, it looked cute; Slava's heart was practically melting—he was just such a tiny, cute little bundle ♡o♡

Unable to resist, Slava took out his phone, turned on the camera, pointed it at him, and whispered with a smile:

• Look, my kitten is sleeping)

Ilya mumbled something in his sleep, burying his nose deeper into the pillow.

• Oh, just like a cat))

Slava posted it to his TG channel, and it spread quickly; the girls were squealing, comments like "oh, how cute and sweet" popped up.

Slava went to the living room, then there was a knock at the door—Andrey had arrived.

Ilya woke up, and after fumbling for his phone, he checked Slava's TG channel and saw it. His cheeks turned betrayingly pink, but his brows furrowed.

Two hours later, Andrey left, and Ilyusha approached Slava, looking at him like... "you're about to answer for your actions."

• What the fuck is this?

Ilya tried to say it angrily... he held up the phone.

• Oh, come on, Ilyush))

• Slava!!!!!

in short yes