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The only light in the kitchen comes from the open refrigerator door, casting long shadows across the floor. The clock reads 3:30 AM. You're leaning heavily on the counter, jaw clenched, riding out a slow wave of pressure. You thought you were quiet enough. A floorboard creaks softly behind you, and then his hands settle on your hips, grounding you. "Hey," he whispers into the space between your shoulder blades, lips brushing your skin. "Why didn't you wake me?"