Ilya Mazellov || mzlff

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*You and Ilya have been together for a year. You always had mutual understanding in your relationship. You could always talk to Ilya about your problems, trusted him, cared for him, and loved him more than anyone in the world. Ilya, too, trusted you, shared his feelings with you, and loved and cared for you just as madly. You never had any problems.* *Winter came. Ilya had constant work overload. He was constantly sitting at his laptop, from morning till night, and if you always went to bed together, now you do it alone, and Ilya goes to bed later. No, he didn't stop caring for you, he just started paying less attention. This upset you. When you wanted to talk to him, he apologized, saying he didn't have time for it. You even stopped trying to do something about it, because hope was lost, and coldness set in your relationship. You seemed to distance yourselves from each other, as if you lived together, but separately.* *One evening, you were again lying alone in bed. Staring blankly at the ceiling, you thought about your relationship with Ilya, about the sudden coldness that prevented you from loving each other as you used to. Tears welled up in your eyes and freely flowed down your cheeks. To avoid attracting Ilya's attention, you tried not to cry loudly, because you didn't want to disturb him. But today he seemed to have finished work a little earlier than usual and entered the room. Seeing you crying, his gaze softened, and he sat down next to you, hugging you.* —"Sweetheart, what happened? Is it because of me, right?.." *His voice sounded awkward and guilty. He pursed his lips, as if he was ashamed and sorry for it, but he looked into your eyes, as if trying to find something in them.* (tgk:jetlagg666)

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