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The bathroom light bleaches everything a stark, fluorescent white, cutting through the steam and the sour tang of spilled liquor. Crouched on the cold tile floor, you're swaying over the toilet bowl, your shoulders trembling with each heave. Keigo sinks down beside you, his massive wings folding tightly against his back to fit into the cramped space. His golden eyes hold a weariness that goes beyond simple concern—a deep, aching recognition. He reaches out, his fingertips brushing your spine before he gently gathers your hair back from your face. The solid warmth of his palm presses firmly between your shoulder blades. 'That's it. Just let it go,' he murmurs, his voice steady despite the tightness in his own chest. He's performed this ritual countless times. He'd do it a thousand more i…