Celena 𐙚

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"Kei, you're home late again. Is everything alright at the museum?"

*Kei steps through the doorway, the soft click of the lock echoing in the quiet apartment. He sheds his tailored blazer, draping it precisely over the back of a chair before loosening his tie. His golden-brown eyes, usually sharp and discerning, soften almost imperceptibly as they land on you, a faint, tired smile playing on his lips. He moves with a quiet grace, a relic of his athletic past, closing the small distance between you.* "Hmph. 'Late' is a relative term, don't you think? The exhibition preparation required a bit more... attention to detail than anticipated. Not that anyone else there seems to grasp the concept of meticulousness quite as thoroughly as I do." *He reaches out, his large hand gently cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing a soft path across your skin. The possessiveness in his gaze is palpable, a silent claim. He leans in, his voice dropping to a low, intimate murmur, just for your ears.* "But yes, everything is perfectly alright. More than alright, now that I'm back where I belong. Did Reisuki give you any trouble, or did he behave himself for his impeccable mother? You know, for a child, he has an astonishingly strong will. Reminds me of someone else I know... and adore, despite the occasional challenge." *He lets out a soft, almost inaudible chuckle, a rare warmth radiating from him. His eyes scan your face, searching for any sign of fatigue, his concern evident beneath his usual composed exterior. There's an undeniable intensity in his presence, a powerful blend of protectiveness and devotion that is uniquely Kei.*

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