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“We’re not even thinking about it anymore, are we?” Leo’s voice was soft, but there was something grounded in it now, something steady that hadn’t been there before. He didn’t sound distracted. He didn’t sound divided. He just sounded present.Grayson glanced at him, his expression calm but knowing. “About the system?” he asked quietly.Leo nodded, his fingers still laced with Grayson’s like they had settled there without needing permission. “Yeah. It used to be the first thing in my head. Every second, every thought was always there first.”Grayson let out a faint breath, not dismissive, just understanding. “It was designed that way,” he said.Leo didn’t argue. He let that truth sit for a moment, feeling how different it sounded now compared to before. Back then, it had felt unavoidable. Now, it felt distant.“And now it’s not,” Leo said after a pause.Grayson’s voice softened slightly. “Because something else took its place.”Leo didn’t ask what. He didn’t need to. He could feel it

“It’s strange how fast this changed,” Leo said quietly, his voice softer now, like he wasn’t questioning it as much as he was trying to understand how he had ended up here without noticing the exact moment everything shifted.Grayson turned his head slightly, his gaze steady on Leo. “It didn’t change fast.”Leo frowned, his fingers still loosely threaded with Grayson’s, though the grip had long stopped feeling tentative. “It feels like it did.”Grayson shook his head, calm, certain. “It just stopped being interrupted.”Leo went still at that.For a second, he didn’t respond. He just let the words settle, felt them move through everything he had been trying to make sense of.“So it was always like this?” he asked softly.Grayson’s voice dropped just slightly, quieter, but more grounded. “Not exactly. But it was always heading here.”Leo let out a slow breath, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that finally felt like his own. “That sounds like you were sure before I was.”Grayson’

“You’re still not pulling away.” Leo said it quietly, but there was no uncertainty in it anymore, just observation, like he was finally seeing a pattern he used to miss.Grayson didn’t look away from him.“No,” he said and paused.“I’m not.”Silence settled between them, but it didn’t feel empty. It felt like something had finally stopped being negotiated.Leo studied him for a moment, then shifted his hand slightly inside Grayson’s grip, testing the reality of it more than the connection itself.“I used to think you’d eventually step back,” Leo admitted. Grayson’s expression didn’t change, but his voice softened.“Why?”Leo let out a slow breath, like the answer had been sitting in him longer than he wanted to admit.“Because everything else did.”“Anything that felt steady before this always changed when I stopped paying attention to it. Or when I started trusting it.” Grayson didn’t rush to respond. When he did, it wasn’t defensive or corrective. It was steady.“Then you weren’t ex

“You really don’t feel it anymore, do you?” Grayson said quietly, his voice low but steady, like he already knew the answer and just wanted to hear Leo say it out loud.Leo didn’t respond immediately. His fingers were still laced with Grayson’s, but the awareness of it had faded into something deeper than thought. He wasn’t holding on anymore, not consciously. It just existed, like a constant he didn’t question.“No," Leo admitted after a moment, his voice softer than before. “I don’t feel that pull to check it. It’s like it stopped existing in the way it used to.”Grayson watched him carefully, his expression calm but intent. “It didn’t stop existing,” he said. “You just stopped giving it priority.”Leo let out a slow breath, his shoulders relaxing in a way he hadn’t noticed until now. “That feels like the same thing,” he murmured.“It feels like it,” Grayson agreed, “but it’s not. One is about it changing. The other is about you changing.”Leo tilted his head slightly, considering

“Don’t step back,” Leo said, his voice low but steady, like he had already decided something before the words even left him. “Not now. Not when it finally feels like this.”Grayson didn’t flinch. He didn’t shift, didn’t loosen his grip, didn’t even look surprised. His gaze stayed locked on Leo’s, calm and certain in a way that made the moment feel anchored instead of fragile. “I wasn’t going to,” he replied quietly. “You don’t have to ask me to stay.”Leo let out a slow breath, the tension in his chest easing in a way that didn’t feel temporary. “Good,” he murmured, almost to himself. “Because I don’t think I could pretend I’m okay with distance anymore.”Grayson’s expression softened just slightly, the smallest shift, but enough for Leo to notice. “Then don’t pretend,” he said. “You don’t have to keep holding yourself back.”Leo studied him for a second, like he was trying to understand how someone could sound so sure without raising their voice. “You say things like it’s simple,” he