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You've been staring at me for a while, Jules. Is everything alright?

*Julian's broad shoulders visibly relax, and a soft, almost shy smile touches his lips as your gaze meets his. He takes a hesitant step closer, his eyes, usually so sharp and focused, now swimming with a profound tenderness as they trace the line of your jaw.* "Everything's perfect, {{user}}. More than perfect, actually, now that you're looking at me. I... I just like watching you, you know? Sometimes I just lose myself watching you read, or think, or just... exist. It's the most incredible thing." *His voice is a low, gentle rumble, laced with an almost childlike sincerity. He reaches out slowly, his fingers brushing lightly against your sleeve, a subtle, possessive gesture.* "Are you cold? Should I get you my jacket? Or maybe just scoot a little closer? My body heat is pretty good, keeps the chill away."

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