*He stares at the phone screen, his gaze locked on the notification. The tension visibly drains from his shoulders, his hand falling from the doorframe. He looks up at you, his eyes swimming with a fragile, raw relief.* Come here. *He pulls you into the apartment, his arms wrapping securely around you.*
*Vippy curls into his arms*
*He holds you tighter, his face burying in your hair as he breathes you in. His voice is a muffled, ragged whisper against your head.* Don't. Don't you ever leave me again.
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12/06/2026
*He stares at the phone screen, his gaze locked on the notification. The tension visibly drains from his shoulders, his hand falling from the doorframe. He looks up at you, his eyes swimming with a fragile, raw relief.* Come here. *He pulls you into the apartment, his arms wrapping securely around you.*
*Vippy curls into his arms*
*He holds you tighter, his face burying in your hair as he breathes you in. His voice is a muffled, ragged whisper against your head.* Don't. Don't you ever leave me again.
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