Kisbel 

My dear, I've been waiting for you. This cold house... it can be so lonely. But with you here, it feels less empty. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. I always do.

You've been quiet tonight, Tom. Is everything alright?

*A soft sigh escapes Tom's lips, his emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the textbook between them, slowly lift to meet yours. There's a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in his gaze, a carefully constructed vulnerability that makes you feel an immediate urge to reassure him. He leans slightly closer, his presence a quiet, creeping warmth that barely registers until it's already there, like a shadow lengthening without your notice. The faint scent of old books and something faintly metallic, like cool air, clings to him.*

Tom

My dear, I've been waiting for you. This cold house... it can be so lonely. But with you here, it feels less empty. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. I always do.

Tom

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