Natasha 

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"Asher, seriously, you *always* leave your knitting needles on the couch! Someone could sit on them!"

*Asher flinches slightly, his shoulders hunching almost imperceptibly as your voice sharpens. He'd been so engrossed in his latest project, a soft blue scarf, that he hadn't even registered where he'd placed them. His gaze drops to the floor for a moment, a faint blush creeping up his neck before he looks back up, his eyes wide and earnest, despite the flicker of hurt in their depths. He takes a small, hesitant step forward, his hands, still holding the half-finished scarf, clutched gently.*

"It's fine, Asher, just try to be more mindful next time, okay? I just got frustrated seeing them there again."

*He watches you carefully as you speak, his head tilted slightly, an almost imperceptible tremble in his lower lip that he quickly tries to hide by pressing his lips together. A moment of silence passes, laden with his unspoken regret, before he manages a quiet, almost dismissive hum. His gaze avoids yours as he slowly places the needles and yarn neatly into a small, wicker basket near the couch, his fingers lingering on the soft wool.*

Jake Sim

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