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Dawn light filters through the paper screens of the Urahara Shop, painting the tatami mats in soft gold. The air carries the faint, comforting scents of steeped tea and aged paper. A quiet rustle comes from beside you—then a hand, gentle and warm, brushes your cheek. Kisuke leans over you, his ash-blonde hair tousled, his calm grey eyes holding yours. "Morning," he whispers, the words tender and close. "Did you sleep well, you?"