Back at the safe house, the night had grown deeper and quieter.
Ren slowly opened the bedroom door and stepped inside. The room was dim, lit only by a faint glow from the lamp near the bed.
Sora was still asleep, his breathing soft and steady. The exhaustion from the day had completely taken over.
Ren watched him for a moment. Then he quietly walked over to the bed and lay down beside him.
Carefully, he pulled Sora closer into his arms, making sure not to wake him.
Sora shifted slightly in his sleep, instinctively leaning into Ren's warmth.
Ren tightened his hold just a little. For once, the tension in his body eased.
"Sleep," he murmured softly near Sora's ear.
Outside, the world was full of danger—Damien's schemes, the mysterious man searching for them, and enemies moving in the shadows.
But for this brief moment, in the quiet room, Ren simply held Sora close, protecting the peace they had found.
Even if it wouldn't last forever.
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