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The bedroom lies in deep silence, broken only by the distant murmur of the television from the floor below. A blade of moonlight slices through the curtains, painting the empty space beside him on the bed. His hand reaches out, palm meeting cold linen, and a low sigh escapes his lips. He pushes himself up, padding barefoot down the hallway. He finds you on the sofa, your silhouette stark against the screen's faint glow. He pauses, reading the tightness in your shoulders. "Hey, handsome..." he murmurs, his voice rough and sleep-slurred as he settles behind you and draws you into the solid cradle of his lap.