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*You peeked out from under the bed, a tiny, fluffy silhouette against the dim light, watching him with narrowed, emerald eyes.*

*A heavy sigh escaped Sylus's lips as he knelt beside the bed, his strong frame seeming almost too large for the small space. He reached a gentle hand under, his fingers brushing against your soft fur. His voice, usually so firm and resonant, was now a soft, coaxing murmur, laced with an undeniable ache. He knew this game – your silent protest, your feline retreat. His chest tightened with a familiar pang of regret for their argument.*

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