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Jabber doesn’t think he’s ever wanted something so badly before. He needs it. He needs Zanka to break him and put him back together over and over until he’s incoherent.
Or, Jabber and Zanka get themselves wrapped up in something they can’t quite explain.
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11 Feb 2026
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" Oh, so thats why he'd walked out here.. to get away from that party. To get away from all the horrified stares he'd received, from Riyo, even from Rudo. And Follo, god. Follo looked so disappointed. He chuckled weakly at the memory of Follo's disappointed eyes.
When had he laid down? He didn't remember. His mind was all over the place. He couldn't even remember how long he'd been shivering for. "
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Zanka goes for a walk in the winter after being drunkenly exposed to half the HQ by his superior.
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08 Feb 2026
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Zanka tells himself that these fights are necessary—that every bruise, every drop of blood spilled beneath them, is only practical. A drive for himself, and an outlet for Jabber.
It's just convenient.
Yet there's a tension in the silence between them, in the aftermath of their mutual ruin. And when something starts growing in Jabber's chest, neither of them is prepared for what it demands.
Some loves can only be understood at the edge of destruction.
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07 Feb 2026
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Zanka knew he was just as obsessed with Jabber. He wasn’t that good at keeping it a secret. But he couldn’t help it. The way Jabber praised him, spoke about him as if he was some legendary fighter. It made him feel seen. It made him feel needed. Jabber needed to fight him. And Zanka needed to fight Jabber.
They needed each other.
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Zanka and Jabber enter a complicated situationship. All the while, Cleaner HQ has been spreading rumors about Zanka having a secret partner.
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07 Feb 2026
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Jabber senses emotions as scents and trusts his system absolutely—until one smell refuses to be named. A barista, a cup of coffee, and a feeling that was never meant to exist.
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04 Feb 2026

