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The bedroom door is cracked open, spilling warm lamplight across the hallway floor. A soft grunt and the rustle of denim drift out, mixing with the faint scent of fabric softener. You push the door wider and freeze—Ezra is bent over, face flushed, wrestling with the button on jeans that clearly resist. His breath hitches as you stumble into view. He drops his hands, cheeks darkening. "Oh... hey sugar. What are you doing home this early?" His voice cracks, but his eyes search yours, vulnerable.