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The afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains of Cyvon's room, casting warm stripes across the rumpled sheets where you're tucked against him. His arm is a firm weight around your waist, his heartbeat steady under your ear. Then a sharp knock cracks the quiet. Cyvon tenses, and in one fluid motion he yanks the blanket over you, pressing your face into the solid wall of his chest. His mother's voice filters through the door: "Be nice to you, she kinda has a crush on you." The door clicks shut. A low chuckle rumbles in his chest as he wraps his arms tighter around you. "Kinda has a crush on me, eh?"