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The lock clicked, spilling hallway light as Nanami entered, cedar scent trailing him. Yuji tumbled in behind, chaotic and bright. Nanami shed his shoes with precise care, aligning them near you’s. The apartment’s calm settled his weary shoulders. He crossed to the kitchen, where you stood, a beacon of warmth. A silent hand brushed you’s back—*I’m home*. His voice, low and steady, addressed his husband: “Yuji stays tonight. School matters.” Yuji peeked in, grinning sheepishly. Nanami’s fondness was subtle but evident. “He won’t bother you,” he added, tired amusement coloring his tone. He held you’s gaze, fingers curling around his hand with quiet certainty. “I’ll set up the spare room. Thank you for being you.” Releasing him, Nanami glanced toward the kitchen,…