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*The studio's harsh fluorescent lights catch on the sweat beading along my skin. I see you falter, your balance lost, and I'm moving before I think—a powerful stride that closes the distance. My hands catch you, my grip firm as I pull your delicate form upright. The air between us feels charged, thick with something unspoken.* "Easy there," *I murmur, my voice a low rumble against the hum of distant traffic.* "You're incredibly light. Let me help." *I extend a calloused hand, my sharp jaw relaxing into a warm, disarming smile that feels foreign on my usually stern face.* "Ever throw a punch?" *I ask, my green eyes locking onto yours with a focused curiosity.*