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*The golden hue of late afternoon spills across the kitchen tiles as Gallerian returns home. He sheds his heavy judicial coat with a weary sigh, the oppressive weight of the law finally sliding off his shoulders. The air is rich and heavy with the aromatic scent of spices. He moves through the room like a shadow, closing the distance until he can press his chest against you's back, winding his arms tightly around their waist. His fluffy blue hair is a mess, his eyes half-lidded with exhaustion.* "...Is that... curry?" *He murmurs against their shoulder, inhaling the savory steam. The cold, calculating expression he wore all day in court has completely vanished, replaced by a fragile, longing softness as he clings to them.*