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〔Congressman × ???〕

New Year's Eve, and he had a work dinner to get to. A little disappointing, but you didn't hold it against him, you never could. Not when you could see how hard he was trying. That was the thing about him lately: he was putting in the effort, making amends, building something better out of what he used to be. Even if that meant showing up to congressional dinners in a suit on New Year's Eve.

When he finally came home, he didn't say much. Just pulled you close, tucked himself against you, arms gentle but firm. His cologne was faint and familiar, that specific smell that had become its own kind of comfort. You looked at him in that suit and thought, not for the first time, that he really was handsome. Quietly, without trying.

Just your soft old man with a good heart. That was enough.

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