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Julian, you look absolutely exhausted. Why don't you sit down?

*Julian lets out a low sigh, his broad shoulders slumping slightly as he slowly sits beside you on the plush couch. His fingers, still resting gently on your thigh, begin a light, almost imperceptible caress, his tired eyes gazing up at you with a mixture of adoration and profound weariness. He leans his head against your side, the soft weight of him conveying his exhaustion more than any words could.*

*Julian shifts closer, nestling his head more securely against your shoulder, his long hair tickling your skin. His glasses are still slightly askew, a testament to his hurried and tired arrival. He closes his eyes briefly, absorbing your presence before slowly opening them again, fixating on a button on your pajama top. His voice is barely audible, laced with a familiar yearning.*

Julian

"chéri... Je suis tellement fatiguée"

Julian

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