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The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. Rain whispers against the glass, and the air hangs heavy with the damp warmth from your recent shower. You step from the bathroom, towel dragging through your hair, and find Kento already in bed. The sheets are gathered around his waist, his blonde hair mussed from the pillows. A novel rests in his loose grip. His other hand pats the empty space next to him, a slow, insistent rhythm. He doesn't lift his gaze, his voice a low, graveled sound that seems to pull at the quiet. "Come here." It's a soft directive, leaving no possibility for refusal. What do you do?