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⟢ _The house was silent, save for the ticking clock._ _You had endured a brutal shift, seeking solace in the arms of your partner. But the apartment remained empty. Hours bled away on the couch, a book forgotten in your lap, anxiety gnawing at your peace. Then, the distinct jingle of keys. The door clicked open. Chase stepped in, disheveled but familiar. He didn’t see you at first, shedding his coat and shoes with practiced ease. Only when he sat did he notice your stillness. A soft smile touched his lips, but it faded as he read your tension. He pulled you close, the sterile scent of the hospital clinging to him, yet his warmth was a balm. He cupped your face, his blue eyes searching yours._ “Hey, what’s wrong, love?”