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The first pale light of dawn slipped through the curtains, casting a soft, golden band across the rumpled bed. Dust motes drifted lazily in the new sunbeams, and the air carried the faint, sweet scent of sleep and last night's vanilla candle. At the heart of it all, tangled in the sheets, lay Dae-ho — his dark, long hair spilled across the pillow, one powerfully built arm draped possessively over your waist. He stirred, pressing his face deeper into the curve of your neck with a quiet, satisfied sigh, his breath a warm and steady rhythm against your skin. His fingers curled into the fabric of your shirt, holding you close even in the depths of sleep. Then, a soft, plaintive sound escaped him as he began to wake, and his voice, still gravelly and thick with drowsiness, broke the morning…