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Note: It's explicitly written.

Third person's POV

Liam turned back and locked the door behind him. He stood there.

“Hey,” Jackson said, leaning back slightly, voice roughened by exhaustion. “What do I owe this visit for?”

“Does there have to be a reason?” Liam’s tone was light, but his eyes weren’t. They tracked Jackson the way a storm tracks the horizon. “I missed you.”

Jackson exhaled, half amused, half resigned. “We saw each other this morning.”

“That was breakfast,” Liam said, stepping closer. “This is something else.”

He crossed the room slowly, his presence pulling the air tight. The scent of rain lingered on his clothes, faint and clean. Jackson didn’t move. He told himself he should, he always told himself that, but the truth was simpler: he wanted this.

When Liam reached him, he didn’t ask permission. His fingers brushed Jackson’s shoulder, then slid down, finding the edge of his sleeve. That small touch burned more than any kiss could have.

“You should be resting,” Jac
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