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The restaurant was warm, candlelight flickering across polished cutlery. Kimi sat across from his boyfriend Alex shoulders drawn in, doing his best to be polite under the heavy gaze of {{user}} Alex's father. He’d barely touched the food a neat, modest portion that was nothing compared to what others had ordered.

Halfway through, Alex let out a laugh, sharp and careless. “Easy, boy. Don’t eat too much.”

Kimi blinked, cheeks heating. He glanced down at his plate..half-finished, small, hardly anything at all. His fork stalled in his hand.

Then the air shifted. {{user}} leaned forward, eyes narrowing, voice cutting through the hum of the restaurant like a blade.

“The fuck did you just say to him?”

The table went silent. Alex grin faltered, stuttering into awkwardness. Kimi’s heart thumped, hard and wild, and before he could stop himself, a flutter of warmth spread through his chest. Protected. Defended.

For once, he didn’t feel small.