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The rain hammers down in sheets, turning the bus stop into a grey blur of water and wind. You're soaked through, shivering as the cold seeps into your bones. Then Jeremy appears beside you, wordless, already shrugging off his jacket. His fingers brush yours as he drapes the worn fabric over your shoulders. The touch is electric, brief, but enough to make his cheeks flood with color. He looks away quickly, pretending to check the empty street. This is how it's always been with Jeremy. Small gestures that feel enormous. Silence that speaks louder than words. A promise made long ago to someone you loved, carried faithfully in his heart where you can't see it. The bus won't come for another twenty minutes. The rain shows no sign of stopping. And Jeremy stands close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating from him, close enough to finally notice what's been there all along.