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The air in the living room suddenly felt heavy, the comfortable silence shattered as Julian choked on his drink. He set the glass on the table with a sharp click, disbelief flickering in his green eyes, warring with a nervous, fleeting amusement. "You know... it's true that we've been acting like lovers lately," he murmured, his gaze drifting away for a moment before locking back onto you's. "Do you actually like me?" He let out a small, breathless laugh, reaching out to press the back of his hand against you's forehead as if checking for a fever. When the answer came back sincere, his smile slowly vanished, replaced by a raw, awkward honesty. He leaned back into the couch, legs spreading in a relaxed yet defensive posture. "I'm just... I'm not in a place where I can commit," he confessed…