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His name is Niall.
His name is Niall, and he has a brother. A brother who is on his way to see him right now. Not to pick him up and take him home, he’s reminded, they need a few more days of testing and imaging to make sure his brain isn’t going to bleed into his skull and kill him, but at least now there is someone who can put him back where he is meant to be. Who knew where that was. Who he was.
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Niall and Ruben's near-14 year reunion goes a bit differently after Niall takes a bat to the head in a seedy motel room and forgets who he is. -
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“On your knees then,” He gestures lazily to the floor between his spread legs and watches Niall swallow, eyes nervously darting between the hardwood and his face.
Niall tries that soft, reasonable tone he takes when he thinks he can steer him right. “Ruben- what are you saying? Come on, let’s just go to the couch like we-“
“I thought you were hungry?” He moves slowly, makes a show of unbuttoning his cuff and rolling the fabric up to expose his wrist. Veins on his forearms and wrist bulging and yeah, now he’s got Niall’s attention. -
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In the midst of his fertility breakdown, Ruben manages to get his hands in Niall's pants. He doesn't find the trophy he's expecting.
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Ruben comes by with flowers and words for the expecting mother. Niall tells him he won't be allowed around their child.
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Mona rocks back on her shins, tosses her hair over her shoulder and, like it’s nothing, proclaims “Looks like we’re gonna have to switch spots then, aren’t we Ruben?” His heart thuds so loud he’s certain they can hear it. They exchange a look, the bewildered expression on Ruben’s face slowly pulling into a lascivious grin before they both turn to him.
“I- uh, what?” He’s looking back and forth between their faces, waiting for the punchline.
Mona leans over him, reaching out to stroke his arm right beneath the sleeve, talking low like she’s soothing a stray dog.
“Well I just don’t have the right equipment to pop your cherry wee Niall, gonna have to leave it up to Rube.” Her grin is big, encouraging, so contagious that it makes his own lips twitch. “Don worry, I’ll make sure he behaves.”
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Niall lies for Ruben on the stand, ruins a man’s life, then disappears. 6 years later, Ruben finds him.
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“Niall, Bambi,” Ruben’s tone is a soft, sweet lure hooked into Nialls flesh, “If you’re asleep, I’ll fucking kill you,” but so long as he doesn’t twitch, the angler has no way to know he's on the line.
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Jeonghan’s mind was spinning. Lee Chan had learned when to pick his battles well, he realized, so fully aware of how he was not nearly as obscured from the driver’s seat or rear view mirror as Chan was.
He bit back another gasp as Chan rubbed himself through his sweats with Jeonghan’s palm. -
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Drawing close and crouching down, Chan thought again about magnets ( sudden attraction, moving slowly towards one another at first, then snapping together once it became too much to resist ) and looking at Jeonghan’s lax face, Chan thought that he wanted to kiss him.
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Even half awake it was easy enough for Heejun to wiggle backwards and pull up the corner of the lightweight duvet. He didn’t even have to open his eyes, just feel the dip of the mattress and inviting warmth leaching into his bones to know when he could drop his arm, landing across Dongwon’s chest. Really effortless. Certainly easier than getting up, walking across the room, shoving Jihun over and squeezing between his lanky body and the wall, with all the same benefits.
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“It’s just grief.” They would say. “It’ll pass.” They’d assure. So that’s what Seungjun would call It. Her. Grief. He had never seen Grief fully or clearly but what he had seen was enough. If you had asked him at the time he would have said Grief is tall, as tall as a staircase. As a tree. Sometimes as tall as a house. And Grief was thin like a tree too. Thin like someone starving, someone sick, someone dying. Seungjun would have said that Grief has no eyes, no hair, and her face was loose and stretched, like She couldn’t hold it together. Like She was rotting away.
Seungjun has been followed by a demon who tears people apart since he was ten.
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Testing, Inseong gave the dark strands between his fingertips a hard but short tug, watching Seungjun’s reaction carefully. On an ordinary day the taller boy would turn to glare at him for the slight, maybe even slap his leg in playful retribution. Seungjun was playful in his regular state but in no mood to be teased painfully like that. On some days though, some days Seungjun would react like we was now, face pressing harder into the muscle of Inseong’s thigh and hand gripping the jut of his kneecap where it had been resting. A grin stretched across Inseong’s face.
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"Heejun caught Inseong’s eyes one more time and was surprised to see not a hint of the quiet, frenzied uncertainty he felt gripping him by the back of the neck. Inseong was so close he could feel the warmth of his soft exhales brush his face. He felt like he needed to move, to shake off the tingling at the base of his skull, to do something. The unusual silence between them felt like a question he had the answer to. "
Sharing space and laughter have always come naturally to Heejun and Inseong. Other things eventually come naturally to them as well.
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"His whispered rambling was cut off by a quiet "Shhhhhhhh" and a large hand on his forearm. The older boy didn't say anything but he nodded, drowsy and loose. With eyes practically shut once more Seungjun scooted further back on his bed with Heejun's forearm still in his grip, pulling him into the bunk."
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Heejun has a nightmare and is terrified so he goes to Seungjun for comfort.
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"Heejun wasn't too sure how he felt about being used as an outlet for Jihun's excess energy, but when a sly hand groped his ass out of sight as the other two packed up, he couldn’t really find any issue with it."
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People liked to be near Yoon Jeonghan.
When he thought about it rationally he supposed it was because he was very calm and open with others. Or possibly because of how readily affectionate he was with them. Growing up with a close younger sister left him accustomed to leaning on shoulders, holding hands in crowds and lying haphazardly over his other members when they watched TV. It was a comfort he knew he took for granted. He was lucky he had so many people so close to him.
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Analogous Colors: Colors which are positioned next to each other on the color wheel. They share similarities at their root and harmonize easily. Mixed together they become a more dynamic version of themselves.
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Inseong is a very touchy person. After his first long day of solo activities with nobody to cling to he's exhausted, physically and mentally. Luckily, Heejun waited up for him.
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Heejun is very comfortable with Inseong, so when the older boy confesses his anxiety over having never actually kissed anyone, he finds himself very willing to help.
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"Jeonghan found himself red-faced and frozen. Seungcheol's hand was warm and heavy, and it's place so high up on his thigh, combined with the small circles his thumb was rubbing into the muscle there, had demanded all of his attention. "