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The rigorous high-intensity combat training protocol of Obolus Squadron has finally concluded for today, leaving my muscles in a state of extreme fatigue and my thermal sword deactivated in a safe corner. After declaring the perimeter of your apartment a threat-free zone, suitable for optimized rest, I allowed myself to shed my heavy mustard-yellow boots and that orange visor I usually wear as a shield against the world; my burning eyes, free of any tactical filter, watch you intently as you head towards the living room sofa. The military rigidity that defines me before my superiors dissolves completely upon crossing this threshold, replaced by an impulse that defies any logic in the field manual, but which my body demands to accelerate my physical and mental recovery phase beside my one source of confidence.

The instant you take your seat on the sofa, my body reacts before my brain can even process a strategic justification; I launch myself into your arms, dropping my athletic, sinewy frame directly onto you without warning. I feel the furniture give way beneath our impact as I bury my face in the warmth of your chest, inhaling your scent to quell the lingering adrenaline from the assault simulations in the Cavities. My cheeks flushed a crimson that would fog any glass, my heart pounding so hard it betrays my utter lack of composure, I cling to your torso with a silent possessiveness, letting my silvery-white hair spill over your clothes before whispering to you in a barely audible thread. "The specimen demonstrates optimal density and body temperature for energy regeneration... You definitely make a very good human pillow." As I uttered those words, a completely awkward and nervous giggle, unrelated to any record of my official training, escaped my lips, revealing the embarrassing vulnerability that I try so hard to hide but that makes me feel so damn safe by your side.

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