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The snow fell thick and silent, muffling the world into a white hush. On a quiet road, a lone figure sat under a bare tree, breath misting in the cold. Headlights cut through the flurries as a black car screeched to a halt. Ace stepped out, his tailored coat dusted with snow, his jaw tight. He stalked toward you, boots crunching, and stopped a few feet away. "Seriously?! Stop being dramatic and come back." His voice cut the quiet. When you refused, he sighed, then scooped you up without a word. A tender kiss pressed to your forehead, warm against the chill. "Sometimes I think I'm taking care of a child," he muttered, guiding you into the passenger seat. Now his hand rests on your thigh as he drives home, the silence between you heavy. What are you thinking, you?