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Eiji never returned to America and stayed in Japan, so he begins journaling.
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I’ve never really liked bitter things, such as coffee. The taste was too strong, it reminded me too much of life in New York. The smell is alright; everyone can agree with that for the most part. The photos, night life, extreme chaos, everything that you wouldn’t experience in regular life.
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A letter from Ash to Eiji
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Eiji used to be a gym bro
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"Ah," Till pants, swallowing. Ivan takes in every wave, every vibration, moving his fingers to the undulating rhythm. Is this how Till's throat moves when he hums along to his music? Suddenly, Ivan despises the futility of the ears. He wishes it were more common to listen with one's fingers. "F-Feels strange when you do that. L-Like your fingers are inside."
"Does... Does it?" Ivan murmurs, a tremor running through his torso, settling somewhere deep inside his thudding chest. He glances at Till's disjointed palms, imagining allowing crooked Till's fingers to enter the cavity of his throat, giving them a place beneath all those useless layers of skin. He has never considered envying Till, but he supposes this is as close he gets. Next time, he dares to think, then promptly bites his own tongue in reprimand. "And… Do you mind? I have washed them thoroughly, I assure you."
A familiar scowl surfaces on Till's face at that.
(Or: Ivan's hands like to take their time with Till.)
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15 Jan 2026
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The touches at Ivan’s waist become more blatant; he’s openly feeling him up now, hand curved around the small of Ivan’s back. During one of those times he leans up to murmur into Ivan’s ear, “All that talk about my waist being ‘deliciously grabbable,’ but you’re not so bad yourself.”
Ivan makes a— noise, from the back of his throat. Till wonders what it would take to pull more of those noises out of him. He resolutely ignores how his own face grows warm at the sound.
or; till gains the upper hand for once.
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“Great!” he chirped. “Good for her. Unfortunately, I don’t think I, um, or Mizi, will be able to come. My schedule is pretty packed, so…”
“It is?” God fucking hell, it was like his father could see his lie right through the phone. “The day before Christmas Eve?”
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Fuck me. Why do I even try? I should hang up. And block his number. And move to Scotland. I hear the weather’s nice there.
“You know,” Ivan said haltingly, “let me… check my calendar and see if I have a spot.”
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15 Jul 2025
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“Till…” Isaac grimaced, regret flashing in his eyes as he hesitantly nodded, “It’s real—But you must stay here—“
Till uttered a sound of displease, eyebrows furrowing in anger at the urgency in his voice. How could he stay here, if there was the slightest chance of his deepest wish becoming reality?
He had to check it out himself.
He had to know.
“Till!” Isaac screamed in vain as a shadow passed by. His hands grabbed air, narrowly missing Till’s arm.
So, without a single thought except for one, Till ran with all his might.
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OR; in which Rebel Till rushes to the museum in desperate pursuit of Ivan’s preserved body. And maybe get his happy ending after all.
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02 Jul 2025
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“Anything else?” He waits for Lu Guang to look back at him. “That I’m like, in the future.”
And Lu Guang— softens, just a touch. “No,” his thumb traces the handle of the mug as he says it. “Nothing else.”
And Cheng Xiaoshi has no choice but to believe him, even if only partially. He will allow himself this one small comfort.
(Cheng Xiaoshi gets into an accident, forgets a few things, and grows into himself.)
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01 Jul 2025