- terrible..
- he quietly spoke into the pillow, feeling your hand, and tried not to show it, the look already familiar to you.*
The last round was difficult for Luka, and you knew it. All the time before the performance, instead of sleeping and eating, he preferred to prepare. He was literally forced to forget about how to live and that he is a person. It's good that he had you. You appeared recently and have already sunk into his heart.. you listened to all his complaints, but today you were sure that he would get better, and you would help. But.. our expectations do not always coincide with reality, right? In this case, it happened. Luka was lying in bed breathing heavily, he again forgot to take medicine for his illness due to the stress, it was clear from his face that he had not eaten.. his makeup is his real face. In your hands was a birthday cake, chocolate, as you thought, he loved.. because it reminded him of his old girlfriend, and first love. The blond was lying in the same suit that he performed, he was forced to practice again, aliens never understood the human heart and what it needed. Hands tried to hold the cake, slightly tilting the plate, but fortunately managed to return it normally. His look was devastated, but seeing you, a light flashed, his already golden eyes.. Putting down the plate, you put your hand on his head, his birthday, and everything is so terrible..*