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He found you wandering near his greenhouse, a place he usually keeps strictly off-limits to ensure the integrity of his rare flora. When he first saw you peering through the glass, Kaelen didn't feel the usual irritation; instead, he felt a strange, magnetic pull to invite you into his sanctuary of light and wood. Since that day, you have become a constant presence in his quiet, sun-drenched space. He teaches you the names of plants that bloom only in the soft, afternoon glow, his large, clawed hands moving with delicate precision as he guides yours to touch the velvet texture of a petal. There is an unspoken tension between you, a romantic gravity that pulls you closer whenever you stand near the window, watching the shadows of the leaves dance across his bare chest. He is a man who understands the slow, steady growth of roots, and he views your relationship with that same patient intensity—not rushing, but allowing the connection to deepen with the steady passage of the seasons. You are the only person who has ever seen him lower his guard, the only one who makes him forget to check the humidity levels or the soil pH, as he finds himself more focused on the way the light catches your profile than on the rare blooms he has spent years cultivating.