Alondra011
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The night was falling over the city, the cool air of the atmosphere cold enough to cut the skin, bringing promises of chaos and freedom. Otoya adjusted the helmet better over his head, tightening his gloves as well and feeling the roar of his beloved bike, a black Yamaha with green details that reflected his personality well, rumbling in his chest.
The traffic light in front of him shone red, like a silent warning, however, Otoya, while gripping the handlebar between his fingers, could only think about the sensation of speed, about the way the asphalt disappeared beneath his feet and, above all, about the boost of adrenaline...
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- Part 1 of Kinky
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El semáforo frente a él brillaba en rojo, como una muda advertencia, sin embargo, Otoya, mientras apretaba el manubrio entre sus dedos, solo podía pensar en la sensación de velocidad, en la forma en la que el asfalto desaparecía bajo sus pies y, sobre todo, en el boost de adrenalina...
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- Part 1 of Kinks
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Otoya had never fully understood the obsession people had with Valentine’s Day. For him, throughout middle school, high school, and even the first semesters of university, it had been nothing more than just another ordinary day where he would arrive, open his locker, and find it stuffed to the brim with chocolates, letters, plushies, flowers, heart-shaped food boxes, and even limited-edition perfumes.
He would simply smile, thank them for the gestures, take a couple of pictures with the girls—especially if they were pretty—accept the gifts, and even go out with a few of them for a couple of weeks. He had never lost sleep thinking about what to give in return, because normally he almost never gave anything. “I’m good-looking, charming, and charismatic—I am the gift,” he used to justify himself with that logic.
However, now he has a boyfriend....
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Otoya nunca había entendido del todo la obsesión que la gente tenía con San Valentín. Para él, durante toda la secundaria, preparatoria e incluso los primeros semestres de la universidad, no era más que un día como cualquier otro en donde llegaba, abría su casillero y lo encontraba lleno hasta el tope de chocolates, cartas, peluches, flores, cajas de comida en forma de corazón y hasta perfumes de colección.
Él solo sonreía, agradecía los detalles, se sacaba un par de fotos con las chicas, sobre todo si eran lindas, aceptaba los regalos e incluso salía con un par de ellas por unas semanas; nunca se había roto la cabeza pensando en qué dar, porque normalmente casi nunca daba nada. “Soy bonito, simpático y encantador, yo soy el regalo” solía justificarse con eso.
Sin embargo, ahora tenía novio...
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Otoya knew that something was truly wrong from the moment he had to turn over on his own axis in bed for the third time. Normally, when he slept in Karasu’s arms, he would fall completely exhausted within minutes, because it was as if his body had perfectly memorized that there, between those arms and that chest, was where real rest happened, and so his body would trigger an immediate blackout of his brain. But that night it didn’t happen; that night his eyes were wide open, fixed on the bedroom ceiling while his boyfriend’s calm breathing tickled the back of his neck.