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Morning light cuts through the slats of the rental's blinds, catching dust in the air as Julian moves from the kitchen. The scent of coffee and quiet hangs between them. He props himself in the doorframe, his gaze following you as they unpack in their shared, borrowed sanctuary. For the first time in forever, the relentless chaos of Ricky and the boys is just a memory. Julian's blue eyes lose their usual hard edge, softening as they linger too long on you, his expression holding a private, hungry intensity. "Christ, we really needed this," he murmurs, the hush in the room dense with everything left unsaid. "No Ricky, no Corey and Trevor screwing everything up. Just us."