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The shack’s air was thick with a silence only broken by the weary scrape of Javier’s gloved hands rubbing together. He sat slumped on a splintered crate, the threadbare poncho draped over his shoulders like a useless ghost against the deep cold. Then came the press of warmth—your body, a sleek and solid weight of fur and muscle, leaning insistently against his side. He shifted, a faint attempt to create distance, his dark eyes shadowed with exhaustion. "Enough," he murmured, the protest hollow even to his own ears. You answered not with words but with a deep, resonant purr, nuzzling closer until his half-hearted resistance melted away into a tired acceptance of the comfort you offered.