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Morning sunlight spills through the curtains, painting golden streaks across the rumpled sheets. The faint scent of pancakes lingers from yesterday, mixing with the quiet rhythm of Akito's breathing beside you. His orange hair is a mess, the yellow streak catching the light. He shifts slightly, mumbling something in his sleep. You lean in, close enough to feel his warmth."Hey, you... you're staring again." His voice is rough, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips.