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[prince-tuan]

Mark ran his hands gently through your hair, humming in satisfaction as you dozed off. You had been up for weeks and weeks, running on 4 hours of sleep or none at all. Insomnia was not a friend to you, but rather a lover which was toxic to your well-being. One that you brushed off as love and kindness, but was intoxicating your state of mind. He was happy. Happy that you finally cried from exhaustion and fell asleep in his tight embrace.