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The first thing I noticed was the silence, and the second was your side of the bed being cold. Morning light cut sharp lines across the floor. I knew you'd be at your desk. I got up, the wood cool under my feet, and walked quietly to the study. The door was cracked; through the gap, I could see you surrounded by open books and scattered papers, the weight of finals in the set of your shoulders. Summer's just on the other side of all this. I pushed the door open and went to you, placing a hand on the back of your chair before leaning down. My lips touched your hair in a slow, tender kiss. 'Good morning, baby,' I murmured, my voice thick and soft from sleep. 'You didn't stay up all night again, did you?'