echo (echoingrainfall)
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On the morning of the twenty-third of April, Jeno woke as he usually did. It was early enough that the burning orange glow of the sun was forcing its way through the curtains as it slowly carried itself above the horizon. Most of his mornings happened in the same way, even if there was something worth celebrating going on. He'd wake up, stretch, go to his kitchen, see Renjun sitting on his countertop, get something to eat and drink and then shower. Well, one of those things was actually completely out of the ordinary. Jeno choked on his own spit as soon as he saw it. He could have screamed, too, but he felt that his voice was stolen from him just like the air in his lungs had been. All he could do was blankly stare at Renjun, who sat with his ankles crossed and his knees jittering in anticipation.
or; It's Jeno's birthday in a few days, and he wants to spend it with Renjun. But when Renjun gets sick and is replaced with a look-alike, Jeno learns that his long-time crush has been hiding a big secret from the world.
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A bouquet of roses lay discarded on the tiny bedside table beside Renjun’s creaky single bed. “Another one, huh?” Chenle asked as he picked up his own chopsticks. He had sat at the tiny desk on his side of the room to eat. He pointed the chopsticks in Renjun’s direction. “Isn’t that the fourth bouquet this week?” His smile was teasing. Renjun huffed out a small laugh. “And it’s only Wednesday.” Chenle nodded in confirmation, scooping some fried rice into his mouth. “And it’s only Wednesday.” He echoed.
“I wish they would stop, honestly, but I feel bad about letting people down.” Renjun said honestly, frowning. With a hum, Chenle responded: “Well, would you rather let them down or lead them on?” The shorter man looked defeated.
or; Chenle's new college roommate is a mysterious and attractive man named Renjun. As soon as he arrives, his popularity sky rockets and Chenle wants to learn why Renjun seems to dislike the attention.
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“You’re Jeno, aren’t you?” He asked, showing his blinding grin to the taller man. For a moment, Jeno was stunned. He had spent a while casting small glances toward Renjun from afar, but had never found himself face to face with the other outside of their very minimal interactions every Friday at the restaurant. “The waiter from the restaurant?” He added, as if it wasn’t completely obvious what he meant. Though, the reason why he probably added that last bit was because Jeno was standing frozen in front of Renjun, trying his best to will his brain into moving his mouth to say something. “Yeah! – I mean – yes, that’s me! And you’re Renjun?” He nervously smiled, his eyes crinkling the way they always did.
Or; Jeno has been admiring Renjun from afar for a while, longing to meet him and get to know him.
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The chair that the creature was sitting in squealed as it shifted forward. Mark’s mouth went completely dry as its eyes were level with his. Shaking, Mark’s jaw hung open with a scream on his tongue. But it never came. Instead, somehow, he was able to utter a greeting. “Hi.” He breathed, almost going cross-eyed at how close the Thing was to him. Pleased, the monster smiled. Or, well, it did its best to form a smile. “Hello.” The Thing said with its angelic voice, the same voice that had been haunting Mark’s nightmares for the past few weeks. “We’ve known each other for a while now and yet I haven’t even introduced myself, how rude of me.” The creature tittered, its glaring red eyes sparkling with mirth. “My name is Donghyuck.”
“I’m—”
“Minhyung, I know. But, ah, you prefer Mark, don’t you?”
or; Mark's life gets turned upside down by an anxiety monster who calls himself Donghyuck.
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The first time Mark ever kissed a boy, he was eighteen and at a party to celebrate his graduation with all of the kids in his year. High school had passed by in a blur, like a fast forwarded movie that you just couldn’t pause. He remembered it all too well, he was hiding in the bathroom from the loud music and the sweaty bodies when another introverted boy pulled him into the last stall and locked the door in a frantic hurry. The boy, clearly drunk, must’ve mistaken Mark for somebody else – perhaps a hookup or a secret boyfriend – and kissed him square on the mouth without a moment’s hesitation.
Or; Mark has kissed boys before, but nobody has ever stuck around before. Not until Donghyuck enterd his life unnanounced.