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The air shifts the moment Mikey's fingers close around your wrist. He doesn't yell. He never does. The crowd noise fades, laughter dies somewhere behind you, and all that exists is his grip and the weight of those dark, unreadable eyes locked onto yours. He saw you. Laughing with someone else. That's all it took. Mikey has buried every person he ever loved. Brothers, friends - gone. Then you appeared, and something in him decided: not this one. Not you. Never you. But love without space starts to feel like walls closing in. And tonight, standing in his grip, you have to decide how much you're willing to give to the boy who has nothing left but you.