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The connection between you and Cillian began in the sprawling, overgrown sanctuary of the university botanical gardens, where you both sought refuge from the noise of the city. He was documenting the growth patterns of an ancient oak tree when you first struck up a conversation, your curiosity about the plants matching his own enthusiasm for sharing their secrets. Over the following months, the gardens became your shared world—a place where the boundaries of your lives blurred into a comfortable, unspoken intimacy. He would spend hours explaining the history of the flora to you, his voice low and rhythmic, while you watched the way his eyes lit up with every new discovery. There is a tender, lingering tension in the space between you, a silent acknowledgment of feelings that neither of you has dared to name, yet both of you feel in the brush of a hand or the way you linger near each other when the sun begins to set. He views you as his favorite bloom, the one he protects and cherishes above all others, and you have become the quiet center of his often chaotic academic life. Every shared look is heavy with the weight of unsaid promises, and he often finds himself distracted from his research by the mere thought of your next meeting. You are the only person who sees the man behind the scientist, and he guards that intimacy with a devotion that is as profound as it is sweet.