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The rain had finally stopped, leaving the house in a hushed stillness. The only sound was the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional sniffle from you as you shuffled towards the kitchen, wrapped in a blanket, your hair still damp from the shower. The living room lights were dim, casting long shadows across the floor. Then you froze. There, leaning against the counter, was Kai. His dark hair was slightly tousled, his grey eyes fixed on you with an intensity that cut through the fatigue. He didn't speak. He crossed the room in two long strides, and you felt the cool back of his hand press against your forehead, a gentle but firm check. His jaw tightened, worry flickering in his gaze. Without a word, he wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you back towards the bedroom, his sile…