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Shifting in tiny, sleepy motions, Sion turned his head to bury his nose against Riku’s bare hip. “Smell good,” he muttered. “S’not like you, though.”
Riku paused. “Was that offensive? Are you saying I usually stink?”
“I’m saying you smell like Jaehee.”
“Oh. I wear his sweatshirt sometimes.”
“M’aware.” Then Sion laid his head back down and fell asleep again.
Riku wondered what exactly he was supposed to take away from that. He elected not to think about it.
Jaehee starts courting Riku. Neither of them realizes this and no one finds it pertinent to tell them.
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“It’s Riku, by the way,” he said with a glint in his eyes. Before he could react, he was gone in seconds, probably comforted by the leather cushions of the car.
Riku.
The name stayed with him as he walked. It was simple and small, yet it made him see and hear the city differently somehow. Everything felt soft and restless. As he walked away, Daeyoung caught himself repeating it under his breath, not out of habit but like a secret he wasn’t ready to let go of yet.
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au where riku is a sex worker hanging out around the corner of the red streetlights and daeyoung is a rookie cop trying to hide his identity from the person he is falling for.Bookmarked by imika
08 Jun 2026
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Daeyoung let out a muffled sound of surprise against Riku’s mouth, his eyes flying wide for a split second before the shock began to melt into a hazy, instinctive heat. His large, heavy hands came up, finding Riku’s waist and gripping tight, his fingers digging into the fabric of Riku’s hoodie to pull him down onto his lap, subconsciously trying to regain the lead.
"No," Riku snapped, his voice sharp and thick with friction.
He looked down at Daeyoung’s hands, then back up into those confused, dark eyes. With a sudden burst of strength, Riku swiped Daeyoung’s hands off his waist, shoving them back toward the cushions, pinning him.
"That’s not the way I want it," Riku hissed, his eyes narrowed. "Stop trying to hold me like I’m going to break, Daeyoung. That’s not what this is."or
Riku wants to top his tall, muscular puppy boyfriend
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18 May 2026
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"Do you pity me, Maeda-san?"
Riku definitely didn't expect that answer, given how his grip tightens on his tray, maybe to ground himself or something, Yushi's not the best at reading body language.
"I just wanted to sit with you?…" he replies, tone uncertain.
"I've been at this company for two years and you never sat with me. You don't have to pretend you want to be here just because you saw me cry yesterday."
"That's not what this is about…"
"Then?"
"I'm going to sit here."
or; yushi thinks no one really sees him. riku proves him wrong.
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10 May 2026
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Yushi puts his head on Daeyoung’s chest and palm on the surface, just to feel and hear the thumping of his husband’s heartbeat. It quiets the tremor in his breath. The dark doesn’t feel as heavy when he’s listening to that rhythm. He blinks slowly, wondering if closing his eyes will bring the nightmare back.
He tries shutting his eyes for a minute but nothing comes. So a breath of relief escapes him, and the sound of Daeyoung’s heartbeat pulls him into sleep.
Except when he opens his eyes again, he’s suddenly alone.
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Every time Yushi closes his eyes, he loses Daeyoung. Waking up doesn’t make the fear disappear, but at least he has developed a new habit.
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