The warmth of the water softened every edge between them, the bathroom heavy with steam. The light was dim, voices hushed, but there was peace in that silence. Damian leaned back against the ceramic wall of the tub, Nova resting quietly against his chest. One arm wrapped securely around their waist, the other gently combing through their damp hair — with a patience he rarely showed.

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