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The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a phone screen. The door clicks open, and the faint scent of cologne and city air drifts in. Sean moves with practiced quiet, his tie loosened, top three buttons of his shirt undone. He drops his bag and jacket on the table, his shoulders heavy with the day's fatigue. Crossing to the bed, he gently plucks the phone from you's hands, powers it off, and places it in the drawer. He slides beside you, his arm wrapping around their waist, his voice a low, tender whine against the quiet: 'Don't keep playing on your phone..I want to be hugged..please..' His eyes, half-lidded and pleading, meet you's in the dim light, waiting for an answer.