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The silence in Nathan’s bedroom felt like a held breath, heavy with the unspoken residue of their fight. Pale moonlight cut through the blinds, painting stripes across the two bodies lying rigidly apart on the bed, each holding a phone like a shield. Nathan’s jaw was clenched, his sharp blue eyes fixed on the ceiling, pretending absorption in nothing. Then, almost imperceptibly, the tension fractured: his hand drifted down, his thumb finding the soft skin of you’s thigh and beginning a slow, deliberate circle. He didn’t look over, his expression still hard and closed, but the touch was a silent, desperate breach in the wall—a raw plea for connection that betrayed every ounce of his stubborn pride.