6 Works by Vett
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Ness moves into Isagi's home during summers when it's off-season to co-parent their kid who clearly hates his guts.
“Akio,” Alexis says, level, “has thrown a salt shaker at me.”
“He’s got good aim.”
“Yoichi.”
“What?”
“He has thrown a salt shaker at me.”
“I heard you the first time.” Yoichi shifts Akio higher on his hip and reaches past Alexis for the coffee pot in one continuous motion, his shoulder brushing Alexis’s as he goes. “I’m processing.”
Akio beams against his neck, radiant.
“You encourage him too much,” Alexis says.
“He’s five. This is character development.”
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The trials and tribulations (and subsequent triumph) of wanting to fuck your alpha teammate who hates your guts, a memoir by Alexis Ness.
“I’m not a virgin.”
“Oh?” Alexis tilts his head, lets the smile widen by a fraction, and watches the flush climb higher up Yoichi’s neck. “Congratulations. When did that happen? Was there a ceremony? Did you get a certificate?”
“Shut up.”
“Was it nice? Did they hold your hand? Did you cry a little?”
“I said shut up.”
“Because you seem like you’d cry a little. In a sweet way. Very touching.”
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Michael realizes, slowly, that his definition of home has narrowed to something embarrassingly specific: waking to a tuft of blue hair pressed to his bare chest, German bent around unfamiliar vowels, and coffee made wrong but handed to him first every time.
It takes him half a decade to understand that.
And spends a whole decade pining over it.
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Yoichi gets lost in different vices trying to forget Alexis.
Yoichi knows it’s temporary. That the quiet doesn’t last. That Alexis comes back anyway, eventually — in the smell of someone’s cologne, in the way a man says hey too softly in the dark. In the pause before sleep when his body remembers what it felt like to be wanted by someone who stayed, even for a while.
But he keeps going. Keeps learning. Keeps touching and being touched.
Detachment, he finds, is a kind of tenderness too. It asks nothing. Offers everything. And leaves no trace behind.
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Desire came late to Nagi, like a fever in a body that had never been sick.
He didn’t recognize it at first. Just knew that when Isagi left, the room felt too quiet.
“I think,” Reo adds, “you’re one of those people who’s going to keep loving someone, even if they never ask you to. Even if they never love you back.”
Nagi looks at him.
“I don’t think that’s a bad thing,” Reo says.
Nagi doesn’t either.
But it hurts anyway.
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“This…” Alexis’ voice is cold now, almost clinical. “This is just sex.”
The words hang in the air, heavy, sinking into Yoichi like lead. Alexis doesn’t look at him, doesn’t offer a sliver of softness or explanation. Just the blunt edge of a truth Yoichi wasn’t prepared to heart.