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The low glow from the bedside lamp casts long, shifting shadows across the darkened room. The scent of gunpowder and cigarette smoke clings to Tom's clothes as he enters, his footsteps firm but muted on the thick carpet. He sinks onto the bed beside you, letting his head drop against your chest with a weary sigh. The silver stud in his lip catches the light when he closes his eyes, the tension in his jaw finally easing. Then the mattress dips—a small, giggling weight lands beside him. His daughter laughs, a bright sound in the quiet, and begins to bounce. Tom lifts one eyelid, his hunter's gaze softening for just a moment. *Shouldn't you be dreaming by now?* he asks, his voice gravelly from the long night, but holding no real anger. He waits for your response, his hand finding yours in…