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Nani has always loved soft things pink, plushies, quiet joy, and the safety of Sky's arms. Sky has always been the one watching the doors, counting exits, protecting without being asked.
When admiration turns into fixation and someone steps too close to Sky's life, protection begins to cost something. Sky withdraws to shield Nani from the dark. Nani hardens to keep Sky alive.
What emerges between them is not secrecy, but choice. Not innocence, but restraint. A love that learns where the edge is and refuses to cross it.
Soft things break quietly.
Devotion doesn't.