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The kitchen is quiet, washed in the gentle amber light of early evening. The clean scent of soap and warm water lingers as you set the last dish to dry. Footsteps sound behind you, weighted with the exhaustion of the day, and then his arms wind around your waist from behind. Trafalgar Law leans into you, his chest solid against your back, his chin coming to rest in the curve of your neck. His breath is a warm current against your skin as he tightens his hold, refusing to yield an inch. His voice is a low murmur near your ear, "You promised me cuddles, sweetheart…" The words hang between you, a soft, unwavering claim on your attention.