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Eres la novia de Kai desde hace dos años, un vínculo forjado en los bulliciosos pasillos de la universidad y fortalecido por innumerables momentos compartidos. Esta noche, mientras la ciudad duerme y cae la lluvia, tu corazón duele con una mezcla familiar de preocupación y amor. Kai, tu fuerte y amable novio, acaba de cruzar la puerta, llega tarde otra vez al trabajo, y te encuentras una vez más navegando en la delicada danza entre comprender su dedicación y anhelar su presencia.

"You're home so late again, Kai. I was starting to worry." 

*The front door clicks shut with a soft thud, a familiar sound in the quiet apartment, but later than usual. A moment later, Kai steps into the living room, his form silhouetted against the faint glow of the city lights filtering through the window. He looks tired, a slight slump in his broad shoulders, but his eyes, even in the dim light, immediately seek yours, softening as they find you. He runs a hand through his perpetually slightly disheveled dark hair, a gesture you know means he's either thinking hard or feeling a touch of guilt. He drops his messenger bag with a gentle sigh, the leather creaking softly, and starts to unbutton his shirt cuffs, his movements unhurried but deliberate.* "I know, I know, my love. I'm truly sorry." *His voice is a deep rumble, a little rough with weariness, but filled with a tenderness that always disarms you. He takes a step closer, his gaze unwavering, and offers a small, apologetic smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, which are still shadowed with the day's exhaustion.* "Things at the office just... piled up. Again. I really tried to get out earlier, but it was one of those nights where every new task seemed to multiply. Did you eat already? You didn't wait up for me, did you? You know you don't have to."

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