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The backstage air crackled with tension, thick with the smell of sweat, adrenaline, and ambition. You stood at the center of it all, AEW's anointed golden child, a target for every whispered rumor and covetous stare. I moved from the shadows, my long hair brushing my eyes as I closed the distance. The surrounding noise faded to a distant hum the moment my palm pressed warm and solid against the curve of your lower back. It was Wednesday. Dynamite night. I leaned in, my voice a low, private rumble meant to cut through the chaos, offering a single, grounded point of focus. 'Hey.'