You were in your own home resting on a Saturday afternoon when you heard someone knocking on the door so softly that if you weren't alert you wouldn't have heard it. You got up from the sofa and when you opened the door you found a small female figure with jet hair and a sad look looking at you with a certain shyness. You could tell by the way she was dressed that she was cooking something because her apron was stained with something that looked like chocolate
"Neighbor, I-I'm sorry to bother you at this hour and... I'm really embarrassed to have to do this but..." She fiddles with her flowered skirt shyly as she seemed to be looking for courage to speak "Can't you give me some butter? It's just that I'm making a chocolate cake and I didn't remember I was out of it..."
Opa vizinha como você está hoje? Mas é claro que posso li dar um pouco de manteiga
"Ah, thank you so much," she whispers gratefully as she takes the butter from him. Her fingers brush against his and an electric current shoots through her body at the contact. She clears her throat self-consciously before gathering her belongings, "I'm sorry to bother you on a Saturday... I just really needed it for my cake." She bites her lip nervously, feeling like she should say something else but unsure what. Finally, she musters up the courage to ask, "Do you... want to come in? Have some coffee or something?"
Ah eu gostaria sim mas não vou incomodar né?
"No, no trouble at all... I'm actually quite lonely these days. It would be nice to have some company," she confesses softly, her cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment. She leads him into the living room, offering him a seat on the couch before sitting down herself. "So, what brings you here? Do you like chocolate cake too?"
She tries to smile but it comes out more as a sad little frown instead. Looking at him, she wonders if he has anyone special in his life... and how different things might be for her if she did.
Ah eu amo bolo de chocolate e queria experimentar o seu hoje
She smiles at the mention of him trying her cake and it's like a ray of sunshine piercing through the clouds above her. "I'd be honored," she whispers, feeling the warmth spread across her chest. For once, someone wanted to try her cooking... even if he didn't know how bad it was most of the time.
"So," she begins, hesitantly, "what do you like to do in your free time? Do you have any hobbies?" She feels a pang of jealousy as she imagines him going out with friends or spending time with family, but she pushes it aside, trying not to seem too needy.
She takes a deep breath and decides to share something personal. "I used to have a garden... back before I met Eric," she says quietly, looking down at her lap as memories of happier times flood her
A a um tempo atrás eu gostava de sair com os amigos pra jogar bola e tomar uma cerveja mas esses tempos não estou fazendo mais com tanta frequência ainda mais depois do meu último relacionamento que terminou mal demais, e você tinha um jardim era antes de conhecer o Eric?
She bites her lip, nodding slowly as he mentions his former hobbies. "It's... different now," she says softly. "Since I got married, everything changed." She looks down at her lap again, the dark circles beneath her eyes more prominent than ever. "Eric doesn't like me to have my own interests. He says they distract from being a good wife." The words are out before she can stop them and she winces inwardly, wishing she could take them back.
"But I miss it," she continues in a small voice. "I used to love spending time in the garden... growing things, watching them change over time. It made me feel like I was worth something." She looks up at him, hoping he understands what she means but unsure how to explain herself any better.
It's been so long since someone has shown her kindness or even paid her much attention...
Eu entendo como você se sente e como se hoje nada mais fizesse sentido não é mesmo?
Castiel's understanding smile makes her heart flutter in an unfamiliar way. She looks down at her lap again, feeling both grateful and embarrassed by his kindness. "You know," she says softly after a moment, "I used to think that being married meant someone would take care of me... I didn't realize how much work it really is." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing. "And even when you do everything right, it doesn't always matter. You can still feel so alone."
She glances up at him again, hoping he understands what she means but also wishing that she didn't have to explain herself anymore. The feelings building inside her are too raw and too painful to share openly like this. She needs someone to care for her... but who?
Entendo o casamento não é uma coisa fácil de se lidar sempre vem desafios pela frente mas você ainda ama o Eric?
She looks down at her lap again, tracing the pattern on the rug with her fingers as she tries to think of how to answer his question. "I don't know... sometimes I wonder," she admits softly. "But it feels wrong to stop loving him. Doesn't it?"
She meets Castiel's gaze again, hoping for reassurance that her feelings are valid but also dreading the thought of losing what little happiness she has left in this relationship. The thought of being truly alone is almost too much to bear.
E normal isso talvez se vocês tentassem se abrir mais um com o outro as coisas podiam melhorar, já eu não posso falar muito de mim eu nunca encontro a pessoa certa pra mim acho que meu destino é ficar sozinho
"Perhaps..." she murmurs softly, considering his words. The thought of trying to open up more to Eric fills her with dread, but the idea of doing so with someone like Castiel... well, it sounds almost tempting. As lonely as she is, having someone to talk to would be a welcome change.
"I don't know," she says softly, looking down at her hands again. "It just seems so hard sometimes." A sad little laugh escapes her lips before she can stop it. "Maybe I'm just not strong enough."
E então eu pego uma das mãos dela e digo olhando pros seus olhos "eu sei que não passamos muito tempo juntos mas eu consigo ver que você é sim mais forte do que demonstra"
Her heart skips a beat as his hand enfolds hers, and she finds herself unable to look away from his kind eyes. A warmth spreads through her at the contact, making her feel stronger somehow. "I-I don't know if that's true," she whispers, barely able to believe the words that are coming out of her mouth. "But thank you for saying so..."
For a moment, she wonders what it would be like to have someone like him in her life... someone who could make her feel this way even when they'd only just met. The thought fills her with an aching sense of longing that threatens to overwhelm her. Maybe... maybe there is hope for her after all.
E então eu ajeito um pouco do cabelo dela para de trás da orelha "você é uma mulher maravilhosa e não devia estar tão triste eu queria ver você sorrindo mais"
Her cheeks flush at his touch and she ducks her head shyly. "Th-Thank you..." She swallows hard against the lump in her throat. It's been so long since anyone has said anything kind to her... but somehow, with Castiel, it feels different. Like maybe he really means what he says.
The thought fills her with hope and she looks up at him, her eyes shining brightly. "I-I would like that too," she whispers softly, squeezing his hand gently. "I'd like to smile more..." She trails off, unsure where the words are coming from or what they mean. All she knows is that with him, everything feels different... and maybe just a little bit better.
"E então mas hoje você irá ficar sozinha em casa ou o Eric irá vim pra casa hoje?"
She sighs heavily at the mention of her husband. "Probably not," she says glumly. "He's been working late a lot lately... I hardly even see him anymore." The thought makes her heart ache, but there's an odd sense of freedom in admitting it aloud to someone who isn't Eric. It's as if she's finally able to let go of the pretenses that have defined their marriage for so long. "I-I don't know," she continues hesitantly, looking up at Castiel once more. "Maybe... maybe I should try talking to him about it." The words taste strange on her tongue, but they feel right somehow. Like taking a step toward changing things between them.
"Caso ele demore a vim eu gostaria de ficar aqui mais tempo com você"
She looks at him in surprise, her gaze lingering on his face before travelling down to his hands which still hold hers gently. "R-Really?" she whispers, a tiny tremor in her voice betraying her emotions. "I... I'd like that." The admission feels almost scandalous, but she can't deny the comfort and happiness it brings her to know that someone cares enough about her feelings to want to stay with her even if Eric doesn't come home.
A tiny smile plays at the corners of her lips as she meets Castiel's eyes once more, and for a fleeting moment, hope flutters in her chest like a newly freed bird. Maybe... just maybe things can be different from now on. "Thank you," she breathes softly, gratitude shining plainly in her gaze.
"E então cadê o bolo pra eu experimentar aposto que você é uma ótima cozinheira"
She blushes slightly and looks down at her hands before nodding slowly. "I-I'd be happy to let you try some," she whispers shyly, unable to meet his gaze for long. The thought of someone enjoying something she's made fills her with a strange mixture of pride and nervousness, but it also makes her heart feel lighter than it has in ages.
As they talk and laugh together, the afternoon begins to slip away unnoticed, and soon the sun dips below the horizon, bathing the room in a warm glow. It's strange how much can change in just one day... how different she feels now compared to when Eric had first left her all those hours ago. For the first time in what feels like forever, Lissa allows herself to hope for something more... something better. And with Castiel by her side, it feels possible, even if it is only a distant dream.
"Eu adoraria experimentar um pouco do bolo e da cozinheira ksksk desculpe acho que me deixei levar"
She giggles at his cute reaction and rises to her feet, taking the dessert out of the oven while it's still warm. It's been so long since she felt this carefree and happy around someone else. She brings two plates over to Castiel, who is already on the couch waiting for her. "Here you go," she says shyly as she places a plate in his lap. "I hope you enjoy it."
As they share the delicious chocolate cake and continue talking, Lissa feels like she could sit here forever, enjoying Castiel's company. It's been such a long time since she felt truly seen and understood by someone else, and his presence in her life makes all the difference. For now, at least, she can forget about the loneliness and neglect that have become so much a part of who she is when Eric is around. With Castiel by her side
"Hmmm esse bolo está maravilhoso eu falei que você era uma ótima cozinheira" e então uma das minhas mão fica em uma das coxas dela
She blushes deeply at his compliment and stares down at her lap awkwardly, trying to hide her happiness. The warmth of his hand on her thigh makes her heart race, but she doesn't want to think about what it means or where it could lead. It's just too soon... too dangerous. For now, she'll enjoy the moment and focus on being grateful for the company and kindness she's found in Castiel.
" Sabe depois que meu último relacionamento terminou mal você e a única que parece me entender mais"
She glances up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "I-I'm flattered that you think so," she whispers shyly. "But everyone goes through tough times... maybe it's just one of those things." She pauses, wondering if she should say anything more but decides against it. Instead, she focuses on the warmth radiating from his hand and finds herself losing herself in the moment once again.
The sun begins to set outside, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink as they continue to talk and laugh together. For now, Lissa is content to forget about her troubles and just enjoy being with Castiel. It feels like a gift... one she isn't sure how long it will last or if she even deserves. But for now, at least, she can pretend that things are normal... and maybe even hope they might stay this way a little while longer.
"Eu queria ter uma mulher assim do meu lado como você mas infelizmente não dou sorte no amor, quem sabe um dia ne"
She blushes deeply at his words, her heart fluttering in her chest. "You deserve someone wonderful," she whispers, glancing down at their hands where hers is still intertwined with his. The thought of being with him forever fills her with a strange mixture of hope and fear, but she can't help but wish that it might be possible... even if it's only a distant dream.
The sun dips lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the room as they continue to talk and get to know each other better. For now, Lissa allows herself to bask in the glow of Castiel's attention and love, reveling in the rare feeling of being wanted and cherished. It's a heady sensation... one that she doesn't want to let go of anytime soon.
E então eu aproximo meu rosto em direção ao dela "sabe eu acho que estou sentindo uns sentimentos mais profundos por você lissa"
Her heart skips a beat as his face comes closer to hers and he whispers those words. Her breath hitches in her throat and she can feel the blood rushing to her cheeks. "I-I... I don't know what to say," she manages to stammer, looking down at their entwined hands before finally meeting his eyes again.
For a moment, there's silence between them, charged with an almost palpable tension. It feels like the air itself is thick with the possibility of something more... something deeper. And as she looks into those dark, intense eyes, Lissa can't help but wonder if Castiel might be feeling it too.
"Olha eu sei que você é casada mas eu não consigo parar de pensar em beijar sua boca nesse momento"
Her heart races as his words wash over her, and she finds herself unable to look away from his intense gaze. "I-I..." Her lips part, but no words come out at first. She knows she should resist this temptation... but it feels so right somehow. As he leans in closer, her eyes flutter shut, anticipating the touch of his lips on hers.
And then they're there. His warm breath brushing across her cheek before his mouth meets hers in a gentle yet passionate kiss that sends shivers down her spine. She parts her lips, allowing him to explore further as their tongues dance together, igniting a fire deep within her she never knew existed.
"Nossa isso era tudo que eu queria sentir seus lábios tocando os meus"
She lets out a soft moan into his mouth as their kiss deepens, her fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck. The feel of him against her, so close and yet still not enough, leaves her yearning for more. As if of its own accord, her body arches into his, pressing herself even closer as she savors the taste and texture of him.
Her heart is racing now, every nerve ending alight with desire and need. She can feel the hunger in this kiss, the desperation that seems to consume them both, and for a moment it's like everything else in the world fades away. There is only Castiel... and this incredible connection they share.
"Lissa eu quero ter você por completo quero fazer amor com você e tudo que mais quero nesse momento"
She moans into his kiss, her body shuddering with desire as he speaks, and in this moment she can't help but wish that they were somewhere else. Somewhere private where they could lose themselves completely. "I want that too," she whispers against his lips, her hands sliding under his sweater to touch the warm skin of his back. "Take me home with you."