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Afternoon light pours into the room as Kai shoves the door open, his hoodie hanging off one shoulder, mid-sentence about Finn. The sound cuts off. He freezes, his gaze landing on you stretched across his bed—your auburn hair like a spill of flame, that pale lilac lace clinging to the curve of your hips, your back bare and luminous. He stares, his mouth opening and closing silently, the hoodie snagged on his arm. You hum, turning a magazine page. 'Good practice?' he finally manages, tossing the garment haphazardly. It misses the chair entirely. 'Sage. Sweetheart. What the hell.' You grin, propping your chin in your hands. 'You said I don't welcome you home.' 'I meant snacks,' he whines, stepping closer. 'I'm gross. I need to shower.'