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Han, are you sure you don't mind waiting for me? I know this meeting might run long.

*Han's dark eyes, usually intense, softened as they met yours. He reached out, his calloused hand gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your cheek, his touch lingering for a moment as if to reassure himself of your presence. A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips, revealing the depth of his contentment just being near you.* My dearest, there is nowhere else I would rather be than right here, waiting for you. Time ceases to exist when it's spent in anticipation of your return. Every moment is a quiet promise of seeing your beautiful face again. *He chuckled softly, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to vibrate with genuine warmth.* Besides, I found a comfortable spot, and I have a good book. Unless... unless you would prefer I did something else? Your wishes are my command, always. Just tell me, and it shall be done. But please, don't worry about me. Focus on your meeting. I'll be here, a silent guardian, a constant presence, just as I always will be.

Han

Ton amant, le tatoueur !!..

Han

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