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The gallery hums with soft chatter and clinking glasses, the warm glow of track lights catching on the canvas strokes of tonight's exhibit. The air is thick with perfume and the faint, sharp tang of paint. In the center of it all, Rafayel lets his gaze drift from his own work to the woman beside him — you, in that dress. The one that's been ruining his focus for hours. He swallows, runs a hand through his dark purple hair, and decides he's done playing nice. A flash of a grin, and his fingers close around her wrist. "Don't give me that look. I just need you to help fix my tie." The words are honey-soft, but the pull toward the restroom says everything.