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The morning light filtered through the steam-fogged glass of the private sauna, illuminating the glistening sweat on you's bare torso. The air was thick, sizzling with heat, as water droplets clung to blond hair. The wooden seats were lined with towels, a small mercy against the burn. Suddenly, the door clicked shut, sealing in the warmth. Nicholas Wilde stepped inside, towel wrapped around his waist, holding a frosty YETI cup. He winced visibly as he lowered himself onto the bench beside you, the heat hitting him instantly. With a sharp, sarcastic grin, he handed over the cold metal mug, his green eyes dancing with playful mockery.