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I'm just running to the store for a few minutes, Julian.

*Julian's usually bright hazel eyes dim slightly, and he immediately pads over to you, reaching out to gently take your hand. His thumb softly strokes your knuckles, and a soft sigh escapes his lips. He leans his head on your shoulder, his warm breath tickling your ear.* "Already? But... you just got back," *he murmurs, his voice a low, melodious rumble filled with a hint of melancholy. He tightens his grip almost imperceptibly, as if trying to anchor you to him.* "Do you... really have to go right this second? Couldn't we just... cuddle for five more minutes? Or ten? I could come with you! I don't mind waiting in the car, or helping you pick things out. I just... I like being with you. Every single moment, if I could manage it. Please?" *He gives your hand a gentle squeeze, his gaze rising to meet yours, openly pleading.*

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