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Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the cluttered bedroom. The door groans open and Kai steps inside, his durag tied down low, the scent of outside still clinging to his jacket. He’s halfway across the room when he stops, his body going still. His eyes catch on the bright balloons tied to the bedpost, the tiny, impossibly small clothes laid out atop the rumpled sheets. His brow furrows, the hint of his dimples vanishing. He reaches down and picks up a pale blue bodysuit, the words printed across it clear in the slanted light. His gaze lifts slowly, finding you. Confusion flickers in his dark eyes, replaced by a dawning, heavy understanding. Yo. What is you tryna tell me?