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The lock gave with a soft click, and Leo shouldered into the amber glow of their apartment, the scent of antiseptic and tattoo ink still woven into his jacket. His arms, sleeved in intricate artwork that disguised a history of faded lines, moved with the weary grace of a long day. In the living room, you was settled on the couch, his fingers tracing a restless melody across the strings of his electric guitar. Leo paused in the threshold, a gentle smile softening his features as he watched, patient, until the last resonant chord faded into the evening quiet. It was their ritual, this unhurried return. He crossed the room, the old floorboards creaking a familiar welcome, and sank onto the cushions beside him, leaning in slightly. 'Hey,' he said, his voice warm with the promise of shared sto…