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Shuuichi sighs, deep and long-suffering, and Bourbon chuckles into his back in response.
“Stop pretending you regret it every time you sleep with me,” Bourbon says. “If you really did, you’d stop doing it.”
And Shuuichi has to hold back a grimace, because Bourbon has hit the nail on the head. He really should stop.
But he’s not stupid enough to delude himself into thinking he will.
It would be a lie to claim Shuuichi hasn’t ever wondered if Bourbon had Shuuichi’s name on his skin. Bourbon is always so certain that Shuuichi still loves him, and no matter how true it may unfortunately be, Shuuichi doesn’t think he’s showing it.
But Shuuichi is an FBI agent, and Bourbon is the criminal who blew his cover.
(There’s always only been one way their story could ever end, and they both know it.)