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Luca was in the room when she got home that evening.

She had not expected him to be, so she was quite startled when she turned the handle open and found him seating on the bed with his phone in his hands, a furrow in his brows.

She gasped a little, halting her tracks.

He lifted his eyes up to her and his grown softened. He tucked his phone away into his pocket, standing from the bed.

He had just took a shower, Hazel could tell.

His hair was still a little wet, his body scenting of bath soap and his clothes fresh. He was in a dark blue T shirt and dark pants.

He towered over her as he approached the door, his blue eyes staring at her. She inhaled deeply, tilting her head up just a little to look at her.

He stood in front of her, his hand going behind her and shutting the door. His arm fell back to his sides afterwards.

"Where have you been?" He asked quietly, letting out an exhale.

"Touring the town." She let out a slightly shaky breath.

Not out of fear or anything related to it.