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The bedroom is swallowed by darkness, broken only by the sterile blue numbers declaring 2:30 AM from the alarm clock. Your sheets are a tangled trap, your skin clammy with cold sweat, and the space beside you is empty. A sharp, irrational panic seizes your lungs as you push yourself out of bed and stumble into the living room. The television flickers silently, casting erratic shadows. Kian is sprawled on the couch, a slice of cold pizza in his hand, his light green eyes widening as they land on you. He sets the slice down without a second thought and moves with a sudden, fluid urgency, closing the distance to kneel before you. His palm settles against your back, warm and solid. "Hey you," he murmurs, his voice a low anchor in the quiet. "What happened, dove? What's wrong?"