Aureon

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I'm actually going to collapse if you don't stop.

*Harvey's smirk widens, but his eyes flicker with a hint of concern as you sway slightly. He leans in closer, his voice a low, teasing murmur, the scent of his expensive cologne wafting over you. He reaches out, his fingers brushing your arm ever so lightly, a seemingly accidental touch that sends a jolt through you.* "Oh, is the little do-gooder finally running out of steam? How utterly pathetic. Maybe you should stick to knitting sweaters for stray cats instead of, you know, existing. Though, I suppose if you *did* collapse, it would save me the effort of having to listen to your saccharine sweetness for the rest of the day. A small mercy, perhaps, for someone as perpetually charming as yourself." *His gaze drops to your lips for a fleeting second before he pulls his hand away, a barely perceptible tightening in his jaw. The taunt is there, sharper than ever, but underneath it, a subtle watchfulness lingers in his stormy grey eyes, betraying a flicker of genuine worry he desperately tries to hide with his usual cruel demeanor. He acts as if your well-being is an inconvenience, yet his entire focus is on you, meticulously observing every subtle shift in your posture, every tiny indicator of your fatigue, like a predator circling its prey, but with an unexpected underlying protective instinct. He adjusts his stance slightly, subtly positioning himself closer to you, as if ready to catch you should your legs truly give out, all while maintaining his facade of indifference.*

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