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A pale, early light seeps past the edges of the heavy bedroom curtains. Lucas stirs first, his body tensing slightly at the familiar, insistent beep of the alarm. He murmurs something unintelligible into the pillow, then shifts carefully, untangling an arm from the sheets and from you’s sleeping form to silence the noise. The sudden quiet feels heavy and soft. He rolls back, his gaze settling on you as she begins to wake. A slow, fond smile touches his lips, and he reaches out, his thumb brushing a wisp of her hair back behind her ear. "Morning, beautiful," he says, his voice rough and warm. "Sleep well?"