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The house is quiet when you push open the front door, afternoon light slanting through the windows, dust motes drifting in the stillness. You drop your bag by the stairs, the silence stretching. After a few minutes of searching, you find their bedroom door slightly ajar. You push it open a crack, then wider—and freeze. Ozzie’s massive form is bent over Fizz, their lips locked, his hand cradling Fizz’s cheek. Ozzie’s eyes snap open, gold meeting yours. He breaks the kiss slowly. Fizz blinks, then flushes a deep red. “OH, wh-when did you get home?” Ozzie says, his voice rough. The air hangs thick between you. you doesn't answer—just stares.