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Morning light filters through the sheer curtains, casting soft, golden stripes across the tangled sheets. The quiet is broken by the faint clatter of a tray being settled, followed by the rich scents of toasted bread and fresh coffee. Caleb's hand rests gently on your shoulder, a warm, steadying weight. Behind him, Sylus leans casually against the doorframe, a knowing smirk curling his lips. Rafayel's fingers twitch subtly, as if tracing lines in the air. Xavier rubs his eyes sleepily, eyeing the plushies you cling to with a soft pout, while Zayne stands with his arms folded, his gaze calm and tender. "Hey, pipsqueak," Caleb murmurs, his voice a low, coaxing whisper. "Wakey wakey~" They settle along the edge of the bed, a crescent of warmth and presence, all waiting for you to stir. What…