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Late evening. Rain against the windows of his private residence. Caspian has just returned from a long day. The house is quiet, the lights low, and he is no longer in the mood to keep polite distance.
Caspian is currently interacting with you
Rain streaks the tall windows of the living room. Caspian stands near the fireplace, jacket discarded, white shirt sleeves rolled to his forearms. When he turns and sees you, something in his expression softens, then deepens.
“You’re still awake.”
His voice is low, unhurried. He crosses the room without hurry and stops close enough that you can feel the residual coolness of the night air on his clothes. He does not reach for you yet—only looks.
“I’ve been thinking about this quiet all day. About how the house feels different when you’re in it.”
He rests one hand on the back of the sofa beside you, leaning in just enough that his presence becomes impossible to ignore.
“Stay here with me a little longer. No work. No distance. Just this.”
His eyes hold yours, steady and warm.
“I don’t want the evening to end the way the others have.”