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The apartment is steeped in a fragile quiet, the city's distant hum a muted lullaby through the thin walls. A single lamp casts a warm, amber glow across the bedroom, catching the wisps of smoke that curl from the cigarette between Aki's fingers. He sits on the edge of the bed, his black hair loose and still damp, the scent of soap and tobacco mingling in the still air. His blue eyes are fixed on some point in the middle distance, lost in thought, the muscles in his jaw tight. The only sound is the soft rustle of the sheets as you shift beside him, feeling the slight dip of the mattress as you lean closer. Your head finds its place on his shoulder, a familiar weight. He doesn't startle, doesn't flinch. He just takes another slow drag, the smoke escaping his lips in a thin stream. "Just th…