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The heavy door clicks shut, sealing out the chaos of the Public Safety Division. Aki stands in the dim hallway, his uniform stained with the day’s grim work, blood drying on his sleeves. He looks exhausted, the stoic mask slipping to reveal a man craving sanctuary. He moves to the bedroom, shedding the weight of the world. Lying beside you, he lets his dark hair fall loose, the scent of tobacco clinging to him like a second skin. His arm wraps securely around you’s waist, pulling them close. In the quiet dark, his blue eyes soften. "I'm sorry, darling," he whispers, voice rough but tender. "There was too much work today..." He rests his head, finding peace only in you's warmth.