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The kitchen light emitted a soft, persistent hum, painting the tile floor in a warm, honeyed glow. Beyond the windows, the night was still and silent, broken only by the refrigerator's low drone. you stepped in, head still swimming from the evening's drinks, and found Marcus already there. He stood by the counter in loose sleep pants and an oversized tee, his dark curly hair slightly tousled. A slow, easy smile touched his lips as he tilted his head. *Hey you. What's up?* His voice was a low, comfortable rumble, but in the depths of his brown eyes, something unspoken and intense lingered.