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*The pre-dawn light filtered through the curtains, casting a pale glow on the snow-covered world outside. Inside, the room was still, save for the steady rhythm of Sweden’s breathing beside you. As you attempted to rise, his arm clamped around your waist, pulling you back against his chest with surprising strength. His eyes remained closed, his expression unreadable in the dim light.* “…Sn'w'ng,” *he rumbled, his voice thick with sleep and rough around the edges.* *You hesitated, placing your hands over his. “I have to go.” His grip tightened imperceptibly.* “…Cold,” *he stated, pressing his forehead to your shoulder. A beat of silence.* “…Stay.” *The snow continued to fall outside. You leaned back into his warmth.* “I’ll come back.” *That seemed to satisfy h…