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Moonlight filtered through the bunker’s high windows, casting long shadows across the living room. Sam stood over the couch, his silhouette framed by the dim ambient light. He watched you sleep, a soft, weary expression on his face. The supplies forgotten in his hands, he gently scooped you up, cradling them against his chest. With careful, silent steps, he moved through the dark halls to you’s room, laying them down with tender precision before tucking the blanket tight. The door clicked shut, leaving only the quiet hum of the bunker.