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Nicholas has seen Euijoo’s chest before. Of course he has. None of this is new. None of it should be surprising. And yet—somehow—today, it is. Euijoo is wearing a shirt so tight it might as well be stitched on. Something clingy, soft, the kind of fabric that outlines everything, forming a neat little crease tracing the center of his chest. It frames him too well. It’s unfair. It’s a trap.
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Euijoo likes guys who are gentle, thoughtful, maybe a little awkward. Someone whose presence feels like a promise—not a gamble.
Nicholas is a gamble. The kind of guy you only bet on if you’re already losing, already a little drunk, already convincing yourself you’ve got no peace left to protect.
“You think I’m gonna forgive you because you’re good at sucking dick?”
Nicholas grins, pupils blown wide. “I was kinda hoping, yeah."
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It is a stupidly terrifying thought to picture Seoul without Nicholas in it. Nicholas has been less of a friend and more of a fact, something Euijoo never considered removable. And now—maybe he is. Maybe tomorrow or February or some terrible soon, Nicholas will shift categories from person I know like a second self to person I used to know.
And if this goes horribly—if Euijoo does what he’s planning and it detonates right in his face—he can always claim ignorance in the morning. He can blame the beer. He can say he doesn’t remember. Because what he’s about to do is stupid. Not just stupid—borderline catastrophic. But there’s another voice, quieter, stubborn: better to look stupid now than to spend the rest of your life wondering what if.
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09 Jul 2026
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Euijoo’s been… off. Not in the way people get when they’re sad or sick or breaking apart quietly in the corners of their lives. On paper, everything looks fine. Better than fine, actually. He laughs more. He hums while brushing his teeth. He sways a little when the kettle whistles, like there’s a song in his head no one else can hear. Sometimes he sings under his breath—love songs, mostly, the kind that make Nicholas’s chest tighten without knowing why. He tells himself it’s stupid to care. That it’s not about jealousy, or fear, or whatever fragile thing his heart is pretending not to feel. But the thought itches at him: if Euijoo’s happy, why does it feel like he lost something in the process?
Or; Euijoo has a crush, and Nicholas fucking hates it. Even though he's the one who's kept Euijoo hanging for years.
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09 Jul 2026
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If he were to be honest, Nicholas was fully convinced the shy and clumsy persona was a front to amuse the viewers. It's not unusual, to play a role or character; it's far more entertaining that way. So he'd be lying if he said it wasn't the littlest bit jarring. How there's no persona at all. How there's no difference between the EJ he watches on Friday or Saturday and the Euijoo he meets up with all the other days.
Euijoo is EJ. EJ is Euijoo. Nicholas kind of feels devastated.
(or: dont make decisions at 3 AM)
(or or: the camboy fic no one needed but the author pt 2)
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- Part 2 of camboy jju