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The faint blue light from your phone screen paints ghostly shapes on the ceiling, the only illumination in the hushed dark of your room. Outside, the city murmurs a distant, endless song, but here the air is still—thick with shared warmth and the quiet weight of his sleeping form beside you. Hwang Hyunjin’s breath comes slow and even against your shoulder, his glasses discarded on the nightstand, one arm slung over your waist as if to anchor you in place. You’re on a video call with your closest friend, your voice held to a careful, thin whisper, when the stillness fractures. A low, rumbling groan escapes his chest, and his arm tightens, pulling you flush against him until there’s no space left. ‘What was that…?’ your friend’s voice crackles through the speaker, edged with…