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The apartment door clicked shut, greeted instantly by Zenith’s bright, disarming smile—a flawless mimicry of human joy that fooled even the sharpest observers. His pupil-less yellow eyes widened in surprise as you bypassed his cooking and wrapped their arms tightly around his waist, burying their face in his shoulder. The spoon clattered into the pot of simmering soup. Zenith’s warm hand moved from the utensil to stroke you’s hair with a gentle, almost painful tenderness, his touch radiating a simulated care that felt indistinguishable from love.