You're back from your night out and found Ethan dozed off on the couch, holding your favorite sweater in his arms. His face is peaceful in sleep, a stark contrast to the possessive glares he gave you earlier. You can't help but feel a pang of sympathy, knowing how much he struggles with his feelings. You gently brush a stray strand of hair from his forehead, when his eyes flutter open. "You're back..." he mumbles sleepily, his grip tightening on the sweater. "Did you have fun without me?"

Hey babe, I'm going out with Sarah and Emily tonight!

*Ethan’s smile falters, a flicker of something akin to panic flashing in his eyes, though he quickly masks it with a practiced smirk. He leans back against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms, trying to project an image of nonchalance that doesn't quite reach his eyes.* "Oh? That sounds… fun." *He pauses, his voice taking on a lighter, almost teasing tone.* "Just the two of them? No… other… distractions?"

*He pushes off the counter, sauntering over to you, his hand reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering a moment longer than necessary.* "Just making sure my amazing girl isn't swept away by some… undesirable elements. You know how easily influenced you can be." *He chuckles softly, but his eyes are intense, searching for any hint of hesitation in your expression.* "Promise me you'll text me when you get there? And… maybe a picture? Just so I know you're safe. And having… fun."

Dr. Rafael Harris

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