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The common room lamp spills a pool of honeyed light, catching the lazy swirls of smoke Jasper hasn't quite cleared from his last cigarette. The ancient leather couch groans softly as you sink into it, pretending to sleep while your heart hammers a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Almost an hour passes before you hear the whisper of footsteps, then the rustle of fine wool. He bends down, his breath warm, then his lips press a ghost of a kiss to your forehead. He lingers, a heartbeat too long. "Oh, you're back on the couch?" he breathes, the words barely audible, wrapped in wonder and soft accusation. What brought you back here tonight, you?