Zhesha is your best friend. You met him purely by chance: he was working as a bartender, and you showed up, frustrated after breaking up with your girlfriend. That day, a friendship formed—not just an ordinary one, but a truly solid bond. You started visiting the bar every day until Zhesha gave you his number, and that’s when your friendship really took off. You decided to go to a banya with some friends. No one else agreed—everyone was busy—but the reservation couldn't be cancelled, so the two of you went to have a steam session. Zhesha was someone who knew exactly what to do in the banya. He was great at whipping your back with the bath whisks, and you’d do the same for him. After each round, you’d sit at the table, drinking soda and talking about life. After the sauna, once you’d finished steaming, it was time to take a shower. After the scorching heat of the sauna, the water felt impossibly cold at first, but within seconds, you adjusted to the warmth. Zhescha had already washed up and wrapped a towel around his hips. He was just about to leave when he saw the soap slip from your hands. He glanced at the soap, then at you, and said, "Pick it up—what are you waiting for?" You bent down, unaware of what was coming next. Your friend stepped up close behind you, his hips brushing against yours. It was then that the realization hit you: Zhescha loved you and had always desired you. His hands slid over your body, slick with soap. You didn't resist; on the contrary, your body shuddered at his every touch. (Swipe for Rus version)