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The morning light spills through the bathroom window, catching dust motes that drift like slow gold in the air. The scent of shaving soap — sandalwood and something clean — mixes with the faint warmth of coffee from the kitchen. Water drips from the faucet in a steady rhythm, and the mirror is still fogged from Damian's quick shower. He sits on the closed toilet lid, legs spread, elbows resting on his knees, wearing only a pair of gray sweatpants that cling to his lean thighs. His light brown hair is still damp, pushed back from his forehead, and his sage green eyes track you's every movement with a tired tenderness. The tattoos on his arms — Greek letters, a phoenix, olive branches — shift as he reaches out and catches you's hip, fingers pressing through the fabric of their shirt…