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The hospital room looked brighter than it had in weeks. Someone had opened the blinds all the way, letting the morning sun spill across the white sheets, and Elena sat up against a stack of pillows, color back in her cheeks in a way that made Asher's chest loosen a little just walking through the door."There he is," Elena said, smiling as he crossed the room. "My handsome boy.""Hi, Mom." Asher leaned down and kissed her forehead, careful not to jostle the wire still taped to her arm. "You look great today.""I feel great today." She patted the edge of the bed, and Asher sat down beside her, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight. "The doctor came in this morning and said my numbers are strong. She thinks I might get to go home by the end of the week.""That's amazing, Mom." Asher meant it, relief spreading warm through his chest even as another, quieter part of him tightened at the same news, though he pushed that feeling down before it could show on his face."I know." Elen

Ethan burst through the apartment door less than ten minutes later, his jacket half on, his hair a mess like he'd run the entire way over instead of driving."Ash!" He dropped to his knees beside him, his eyes going wide at the sight of Asher slumped against the wall, pale and shaking. "Hey, hey, I'm here. I'm right here.""It hurts," Asher managed, his voice thin and strained. "Ethan, it really hurts.""Okay, okay." Ethan's hands hovered over him, unsure where to touch, panic bleeding into every movement. "Can you stand? We need to get you to a hospital right now.""I don't know," Asher whispered, another wave of pain crossing his face, his fingers digging into the carpet.Ethan didn't wait for a better answer. He slid one arm under Asher's shoulders and the other under his knees, hauling him up with a strength born entirely out of fear rather than practice. Asher's weight sagged against his chest, his head dropping briefly against Ethan's shoulder."I've got you," Ethan said, his vo

Julian arrived with a paper bag of groceries in one arm and a container of soup still warm from his own kitchen, letting himself into Asher's apartment with the spare key Asher had given him weeks ago, back when things between them had felt simpler."You didn't have to do all this," Asher said from the couch, a blanket pulled over his legs, still pale from the night before."You almost lost something important yesterday," Julian said, setting the bag down on the counter with careful precision. "The least I can do is make sure you eat something that isn't cereal."Ethan looked up from the chair beside the couch, where he'd been sitting for the better part of an hour, watching Julian move around the small kitchen with an ease that clearly hadn't gone unnoticed. "I already made him soup an hour ago.""Then he can have two soups," Julian said pleasantly, though something in his tone carried a faint edge, the kind two people used when they were both trying very hard to sound reasonable in

"Don't what," Killian said quietly, each word careful now. "Asher. What am I not supposed to see?"The room went completely silent. Ethan's heart hammered so hard he could feel it in his throat, his eyes darting toward the small orange bottle sitting on the table, then back to Killian's face, watching the pieces almost click into place behind his sharp, dark eyes.Julian moved first."It's a supplement," Julian said smoothly, stepping between Killian and the table with practiced ease, picking up the bottle himself before Killian could reach it. "For his anemia. His iron levels dropped dangerously low after last night, on top of what was already an ongoing issue."Killian's eyes narrowed. "That's not what a low iron supplement looks like.""Actually, it is," Julian said, his voice carrying the calm, unbothered authority of someone explaining something obvious to a student who hadn't done the reading. "Severe anemia is often treated with a broader nutrient formula. Iron alone isn't alwa

The library's study room smelled like old coffee and printer paper, three empty cups already lined up at the edge of the table where Asher had been working through practice questions for the better part of two hours."Okay, next one," Ethan said, flipping through his notes. "Explain the difference between express and implied contract terms.""Express terms are stated directly," Asher said, not looking up from his own notebook. "Implied terms are read into the contract by law or by the obvious intentions of the parties, even if nobody actually wrote them down.""Show off," Ethan muttered, though he was smiling.Asher managed a tired grin, the first real one in what felt like days. It was strange, sitting there with his notebook open, arguing about contract law like the last few weeks hadn't happened at all, like nothing existed beyond exams and case studies and the small, ordinary rhythm of studying with his best friend.He needed this. I needed something that felt normal, even for a