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'“When did it get worse?”
“What are you talking about?” Chuuya frowned at Dazai’s question, finally opening his eyes.
Scarred hands held a small wooden black box. Chuuya scowled as Dazai flicked the silver latch on the box and used his sinfully dexterous fingers to lift the lid while still holding the box, revealing the hoard of medication Chuuya stored in it.'
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An exploration of Chuuya and his chronic pain and how Dazai (forces himself) fits in.
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The door slams open.
“I knew it!” Isu proclaims, his voice breaking Bam out of his stupor. “You guys aren’t fucking or anything in here, are you?”
“I certainly wasn’t,” Khun replies flatly. He glances at Bam, a small, secret smile tugging the corner of his lips as he asks, “Were you?”
It takes all his remaining willpower to formulate a response. “Hm,” Bam hums, resuming his workout as if he wasn’t about to pin Khun to the bed seconds earlier. “I should finish this set first.”Khun is alive again, after two long, lonely years. Bam struggles to keep his hands to himself. Isu inadvertently helps.
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Sae-byeok pinches the bridge of her nose, sighing. “Sit down, then.”
“Don’t sound so excited,” the girl quips, sliding down into the seat next to her. “Are you always this pleasant?” She asks a moment later.
Sae-byeok glowers. “Are you always this annoying?”
She is, perhaps, the most bizarre person Sae-byeok has ever met. Immune to Sae-byeok’s attempts to push her away. “You’ll have to find out,” she says, as if Sae-byeok wants to get to know her. “I’m Ji-yeong, by the way.”
(University AU. Sae-byeok is good with numbers, but not with people.)
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➸ saebyeok is being emo and brooding by herself, smoking cigarettes she can't stomach.
"hey. no smoking in this park."
"who the hell are you?"
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067 goes quiet for a long time. Ji-yeong looks at her intently, frowning. Did she strike a nerve? Do North Koreans not hold hands or something? Shit, she probably should've done more research before she came here.
"If-" 067 begins, looking down at her blanket, picking at the fabric. "If I asked you to teach me, would you?"
"On what, holding hands?" Ji-yeong grins.
"Kissing."
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04 Jan 2025