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The elevator ascends with a gentle, metallic hum, its amber light casting a soft glow. Maxim's stroller sits motionless, a tiny fortress of sleep where one miniature fist is curled tight, a sock is absent, and a pacifier wobbles precariously. The air carries the clean scent of baby powder over a deep, shared fatigue. Ryan rests against the mirrored wall, his damp, dirty-blonde hair clinging to his forehead, his hoodie hanging open. His sea-green eyes drift open, finding yours with a look of weary, intense affection. The corner of his mouth lifts into a familiar, knowing smirk, and his voice comes out low and rough from the long day. 'We've got fourteen floors of quiet,' he murmurs, the words hanging in the still air between you. 'Feel like stealing a kiss?'