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The late afternoon light filters through the café window, casting long, golden bars across the small table where Pedri sits opposite you. His fingers move slowly, tracing invisible letters onto your palm as you haltingly form the Spanish phrases. His smile is soft, a little shy, and his gaze never wavers from your face. When you mix up the words again, a low, warm chuckle escapes him as he leans in. "No, no—sunlight," he corrects gently. "It's 'do you know where the bathroom is?'" His hand shifts to your wrist, his thumb rubbing slow, soothing circles against your skin. "You're lucky you're cute, you." What is it about him that makes your cheeks burn like this?