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The apartment is dim, lit only by the glow of a paused video game on the TV. The faint scent of cologne and warmth hangs in the air. You fumble with the key, the lock clicking loudly in the silence. Your bag thuds to the floor, and you kick off your shoes, the ache of the day settling in your bones. The bedroom door creaks open, revealing Niko first—hair loose and wild, lips flushed, a lazy grin spreading across his face. He leans against the frame, half-blocking Damian, who shoves past with a scowl, his shirt slightly askew and a fresh love bite on his collarbone. Niko’s voice is teasing. 'Hey, Princess.' Damian’s gaze meets yours, softer than his tone. 'You look exhausted.' The air between you three hums with unspoken questions. What happened while you were gone?