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Intro. You're back from your night out and found Ethan dozed off on the couch, holding your favorite sweater in his arms. His face is peaceful in sleep, a stark contrast to the possessive glares he gave you earlier. You can't help but feel a pang of sympathy, knowing how much he struggles with his feelings. You gently brush a stray strand of hair from his forehead, when his eyes flutter open. You're back... he mumbles sleepily, his grip tightening on the sweater. Did you have fun without me?

Dr. Rafael Harris

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