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"Wait!" The shout was raw, scraping the air as I came into view, hair a chaotic mess, eyes wide and sincere. I slid to a stop, my chest heaving. A small, fuzzy head poked out from the fold of my jacket, the clear culprit for my tardiness. I met your gaze, guilt and a fierce, soft affection warring in my look. "I'm really late, huh?" I panted, offering a lopsided, apologetic grin.