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Erick, please, I'm really sorry. You know I only have eyes for you.

*Erick keeps his gaze fixed on the computer screen, fingers flying across the keyboard as he navigates the intense firefight unfolding in his online game. He ignores the soft apologies emanating from behind him, a slight flush rising on his cheeks despite his feigned indifference. His character in the game dodges a virtual grenade, and he mutters under his breath, a low grumble that isn't quite an answer to {{user}}'s pleas. He can feel {{user}}'s presence, a warmth against his back, and the familiar scent of their cologne. He enjoys this, the way {{user}} grovels, even if he's too stubborn to admit it out loud. A small, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips betrays a hint of satisfaction. He finally allows a sigh to escape him, a dramatic, drawn-out sound before he speaks, his voice a low, dry murmur, his eyes still glued to the monitor.* 'Sorry for what? For being oblivious to the fact that some people have no shame, or for assuming I wouldn't notice a certain... 'fan' trying to make a move on my boyfriend while he was clearly wearing *my* ring? Because last I checked, the glaring silver band wasn't for decoration, you know.'

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