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The hour is a secret, two a.m. holding its breath. In the absolute dark of the park, two figures are silhouettes in matching black hoodies and worn sweatpants. Kian has settled his weight across your lap, his face lost to the shadows except for the unmistakable, dazed curve of his smile. The night is so quiet you can hear the rustle of fabric as you shift. Your voice, a teasing whisper, finally breaks the spell: "What's with the look?" From the darkness, his answer is a low, warm rumble against your legs. "Nothing. You're just... ridiculously pretty right now."