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    “Go back to class, ‘kay?” He leans forward, kisses her forehead. “You’re good, Kirara. It's all good—”

    “Only if I’m with you," Kirara says. Her forehead burns where his mouth was. She wants him to kiss her again. She wants him to kiss her mouth, see if they fit together like puzzle pieces, if their lips lock as gently as their hands do. “I’m good if I’m with you.”

    “Kirara,” he frowns, his hands clench on her waist, “you need to–”

    “No," she cuts him off. She settles herself firmly on her feet, keeps her eyes on his face. “Don’t you fucking dare tell me what I need to do, Kin. Not you.”

    He looks at her.

    She doesn’t lower her gaze. He has been part of teaching her to be brave, yes, but she has taught herself. She relied on herself before she met Kinji and she knows what her gut says. She knows where she needs to be. Where she wants to be. She stands firmly on her own two feet. She looks at him, meets his gaze head on.

    “I’m going with you," she says, no room for argument.

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    03 Aug 2026

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    “Baby,” Kinji says softly, crawling up over her body. She squeezes her eyes shut, turns her head, can’t help that her lips have settled into a pout. “Baby.” Kinji repeats, closer now, his voice that low growl that does all sorts of things to her. He’s half resting on her body, half on the bed, his elbows planted above her shoulders. She can feel the rough of his jacket against her skin.

    “Outside clothes on the bed disgust me.” She says and doesn’t open her eyes. There’s a pause. She feels the weight of him, the warmth of him leaving, hears the rustle of clothes as he takes off his jacket, his shirt, hears the clink of his belt buckle and the metallic sound of his zipper. She shivers despite herself, thighs clenching together, hands lifting up to play idly with her choker.

    The bed dips and sways and then the warm scent of him is back, his sweat and the sandalwood cologne she buys for him, deep with green moss, light around the edges with citrus peel.

    “Baby,” He repeats, laying himself over her, his thick muscles caging her into the bed. She’s covered in his warmth– her golden glowing sun. “Look at me, pretty girl.”

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    Lance, a waterbender, is trapped in a Fire Nation prison and makes an ally of a guard on the inside.

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    “Don’t be a dick. I’m just trying to figure out how to say it without freaking you out.”

    Suguru snorts. “I’d be a lot less freaked out if you just came out and said it.”

    “Would you, though?”

    He bites back a sigh, his eyes momentarily flicking up to the ceiling. “Manami.”

    “Suguru,” she spits back.

    “What, is the guy fucking yakuza or something?”

    Silence. Dead fucking silence.

    Suguru’s gaze jerks back down to Manami, who is very pointedly twirling a strand of her pink hair around a finger as she studies the nail polish on her other hand. It’s both painfully disinterested and absolutely forced, and Suguru chokes out a sound that is somewhere between a gasp and a groan.

    “Manami,” he asks. “Did you book me to tattoo a fucking gangster?”

    Or, Suguru Geto gets hired to do a very specific tattoo, is inducted into the Japanese mafia, and gets himself a very strange murder boyfriend, in that order.

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    “You don’t have to treat me any differently now, you know,” Satoru says.

    Suguru blinks. “Okay.”

    “Just because I don’t want to have sex with people doesn’t mean you can’t touch me that way.”

    The noise Suguru makes is strangled. He looks away for some reason, the tips of his ears burning red-hot, and like -

    Okay, so maybe Satoru could have worded that a little differently.

    Maybe he hasn’t used the right phrase here!

    “I mean, don’t hold back on my account,” he says, trying again and somehow making it even worse. “Like, touch me however you want to touch me. Do whatever you would’ve done in high school, or whatever; like, wrap me up in your arms and hold me closer, tiny dancer, and fuck, I am not making this better, am I?”

    “You’re really fucking not,” Suguru agrees.

    Satoru Gojo isn't looking for love when he goes to his first Pride at the ripe old age of twenty-eight.

    He finds it anyway.

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