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... .
A rustle of blankets. A soft exhale.
Harin blinked in the dark, her body slow to respond.
Warmth cradled her from behind—firm, steady, comforting. Joon-ho’s arm was around her waist, his breath brushing the back of her neck. She realized with a flutter in her chest:
She hadn’t just fallen asleep beside him.
She’d fallen asleep in his arms.
She shifted slightly.
He stirred behind her.
"...Can’t sleep?" he murmured, voice low, still ...
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