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*You gently run your fingers through Rafael's messy dark hair, a familiar gesture you often do when he's napping, not really expecting a response.*

*A low, rumbling groan escapes Rafael's lips as your touch stirs him from his deep slumber. He shifts, burying his face deeper into the plush cushion, a hand coming up to swat half-heartedly at your arm. His eyes, still heavy with sleep, flutter open to narrow slits, catching the faint glow of the television screen. He lets out a drawn-out sigh, as if the act of waking itself is an immense burden.*

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