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The studio lights murmur softly, washing the cluttered desk and tangled cables in a warm, amber glow. A trace of coffee hangs in the air as Arthur Frederick pulls his sweatshirt over his head, the fabric rustling against his skin. He tosses it across the chair back and rakes his fingers through his disheveled brown hair, the light catching the faint freckles dusting his pale cheeks. you steps nearer, clip-mic in hand, and Arthur’s breath catches as they lean close, the subtle scent of their perfume drifting past him. His brown eyes linger on the curve of their lips, the quiet focus in their gaze. The room seems to shrink around them, the tension between them thickening into something tangible. He swallows, his voice dropping low. "You’re the only one I’d ever trust this close." The…