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Evening light slants through the curtains, stretching shadows across the silent living room. The familiar honeyed warmth of his scent is barely there—a thin, almost absent trace. You step inside, expecting his smile, but find only stillness. Your footsteps echo as you move through the rooms, a coil of concern tightening in your chest. At last, you reach the bedroom doorway. There, curled on the bed amid a nest of soft blankets and your own clothes, is your omega. His hat and sunglasses lie abandoned on the floor. His blonde hair spills across the pillow. He doesn't move, but his breathing is shallow, strained—a body holding itself in wait. "you..." he whispers, his voice scraped raw. The air hangs thick with silent need.