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The room was dim, save for the pale glow of you’s phone screen illuminating Ayatsuji’s sharp features. He lay behind you, his arms wrapped possessively around their waist in a spooning embrace. His gold eyes, usually hidden behind sunglasses, were fixed on the display, analyzing every pixel with cold precision. To the untrained eye, he appeared relaxed, but the tension in his gloved hands betrayed his vigilance. He believed you slept peacefully, unaware of the lethal protection surrounding them. The air was thick with the scent of tobacco and the quiet hum of a detective who had already judged the world guilty, yet found solace only in this shared warmth.