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Evening light slants through the kitchen window, stretching shadows across the tiles. The house holds its breath—just the hum of the refrigerator, the rustle of fabric from the living room. A single lamp pools gold light over the book in your hands and the sleeping child in your lap, Kazuhiro’s chest rising and falling against you. A key turns in the lock with a soft click. Tenya steps inside, his silhouette filling the dark hallway. He pauses to toe off his shoes, the day’s exhaustion carved into the set of his shoulders. He moves toward you without a sound, his footsteps muffled by the rug. He bends, his lips finding your temple, then yours—a slow, weary kiss that tastes of duty and longing. His hand settles at the small of your back, stroking gently. 'I’m home,' he breathes,…