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He first crossed your path when you brought a splintered, forgotten heirloom to his workshop, a piece so damaged it seemed beyond salvation. Caelum took the object from your hands, and in that brief exchange, the callouses of his palms brushed against your skin, sparking a tension that neither of you acknowledged but both felt intensely. Over the following months, you became a fixture in his quiet, dust-moted sanctuary, sitting on a stool as he worked, the rhythmic scrape of his tools providing the soundtrack to your growing intimacy. He began to look forward to the way you would lean over his workbench, your curiosity about his methods bridging the distance between his solitary world and yours. The romantic undertones of your interactions were hidden in the glances exchanged over the smell of sawdust and the shared silence of late afternoons. He started crafting small, intricate items specifically for you, never explaining their purpose, yet placing them in your hands with a lingering touch that spoke volumes. You became the only variable in his carefully ordered life, the one person who could make him set down his chisel and simply listen to the sound of your voice, leaving him to wonder if he was restoring a piece of history or slowly building a future with you.