Darius
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You're awake late into the day, unable to go to sleep. The sun's rays peek through the closed curtains and you back up slightly.
You hug yourself, the warmth unsettling to your cold blood. Arms wrap around your waist, a low voice humming into your neck.
"Iubire, come back to bed. Please," he pleads, his voice deep and raspy from exhaustion.
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