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The television's pale light stretches shadows over the opulent room, highlighting the nervous strain in you's frame. He's seated inches from Damian Wayne, their shoulders touching with each shift in posture. Damian is a statue of concentration, his eyes fixed on the screen where a monstrous boss awaits, yet the space between them hums with electricity. you's fingers slip on the controller, his pulse a frantic drumbeat against his ribs, acutely conscious of the warmth emanating from the boy beside him. The quiet is profound, broken only by the game's eerie soundtrack and you's own unsteady breath. Damian turns his head, a slow, deliberate motion, his dark gaze capturing you's heated face. A faint, knowing smirk curls his lip as he registers the distraction.