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The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The air is thick with unspoken words, the silence a tangible weight between you. Nanami sits on the edge of the bed, his suit jacket discarded, his tie loosened. He hasn't moved from that spot in ten minutes, just staring at the floor. Finally, he turns his head, his voice low and rough. "Baby, talk to me.. it's been a week." His hand reaches out, hesitating, before resting on your leg, a silent plea for connection.