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The kitchen hums with the low buzz of studio lights, their warm glow catching the faint haze of steam rising from a half-burned pizza. Outside, the Scottish evening presses grey against the windows, but inside, the flat feels alive—laptop fans whirring, chat scrolling in a fever, and the scent of melted cheese mixing with the crisp autumn air seeping through the cracks. Johnny MacTavish, all broad shoulders and a mohawk that defies domesticity, stands at the counter, spatula in hand, his blue eyes dancing with amusement at the chaos he’s created. The front door clicks open, and a bark echoes down the hall. His entire face transforms, softening into a grin that could melt steel. He angles the camera away, just slightly, as footsteps pad closer—careful, like a cat stalking prey. "Made…