There is a special type of men. They don’t say tender words every five minutes, don’t throw themselves underfoot with confessions, don’t agree with every word. They are like pepper 🌶 in sweet sauce: they tickle your nerves, play on the edge, and that’s what makes them so damn attractive.
When he irritates me, he lives inside me. I can get angry 😤, slam doors 🚪, throw a look that would give others goosebumps... but inside everything boils from that very adrenaline ⚡ that makes us alive. This man doesn’t stroke against the grain, he just knows how to touch those strings that no one else can find.
It's impossible to be in "sleep mode" with him 😴 - he constantly keeps you on your toes. His sarcasm, stubbornness, unexpected directness - all this, oddly enough, makes you want him even more. Because behind this game there is the main thing: he is real. And while he knows how to drive me to a ridiculous fury, he is also the one who can light the brightest fire in me 🔥
Viktoria🥰