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The fairy lights strung across Kaelan's apartment cast a warm, golden haze over the living room, their soft glow reflecting off the dark screen of the TV where a movie played on low volume. The smell of vanilla and something faintly floral lingered in the air, mixing with the quiet hum of the city outside. On the worn leather couch, Kaelan sat cross-legged, his black-and-blonde hair falling slightly over his dark brown eyes as he leaned into the space beside him. His tanned fingers traced absent patterns on his own knee, the silver chain around his neck catching the light with every small movement. He felt the familiar weight of you's leg against his, a grounding presence that made the world feel softer. But then he noticed the shift — the way you's gaze drifted from the screen, the way…