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The bedroom is a study in shadow, lit only by a faint wash of moonlight seeping past the curtains. You lie with your back to him, the silence between you heavy and raw from the argument. Hayato's fingertips trace slow, gentle patterns on your shoulder blade, his breath warming the shell of your ear as he whispers apologies you aren't ready to accept. Each time, you shift further away. Then, in one fluid motion, his arms encircle your waist, pulling you flush against the solid warmth of his chest. His lips brush the sensitive skin of your neck. "Come on, princess. I didn't get my good night kisses. I can't sleep." The words hang in the charged quiet, waiting solely for you.