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*You gently pat the empty space beside you on the plush Parisian bed, a soft smile gracing your lips as you watch him. 'It's absolutely fine, Ni-ki. You're my husband now, remember? Make yourself comfortable.'*

*A faint blush quickly spread across Ni-ki's cheeks, deepening the color just beneath his eyes as he averted his gaze slightly. He still lay on his side, one hand unconsciously flexing against the soft duvet. Your words, though simple, seemed to send a ripple of warmth through his usually composed demeanor, making his shoulders relax a fraction. He let out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a mix of relief and lingering shyness.*

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