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Fake-flirting does, apparently, lead to fake-butterflies, Keeho realises. Not the ink type, the my stomach just did something stupid and traitorous kind. Keeho wishes he could blame the alcohol, like he usually does. One shot isn’t enough for that, though, so this time he'll have to blame the crowd and the lights.
It's not the fact that Jiung is too close. He doesn’t need to think about it any harder than that.
(or: Jiung wants revenge. His ex hates Keeho. Easy math.)
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14 Jun 2026
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Keeho honestly didn't think dating Jiung would be like this. It's not like he's complaining, though.
(7 times Keeho figures Jiung likes him a lot, and 1 time Jiung tells him.)
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06 Jun 2026
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It is Keeho's sworn secret that he is the only one who gets to see Jiung like this–the only one who knows the expanse of artwork illustrated across his bare skin.
Or, Keeho kisses along the trail of Jiung's tattoos.
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31 May 2026
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“Fuck you.” Jiung interrupted him, harsh, cold- full of anger. But neither of them could tell who the anger was directed at. It wasn’t uncommon for them to fight, they used to fight all the time, though it had definitely died down in the past few years. It hadn’t been this intense for a while.
“Fuck me?” Keeho repeated, a bitter laugh escaping him as he met Jiung’s gaze. “It’s like you expect me to know when it’s too much for you or not? Like I’m just supposed to be on eggshells when I touch you. It’s pathetic-”
“Fuck you.” Jiung repeated as he cut off Keeho again, voice louder and more angry this time around.
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Keeho and Jiung sneak out of the base one night where a multitude of regretful events follow.
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28 May 2026
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The third Wednesday, he started calling him the Wednesday boy. Just in his head. It wasn't a decision exactly, more like noticing that a name had already settled there without his permission.
The Wednesday boy read with his shoulders relaxed and his brow very slightly furrowed, the expression of someone genuinely inside a story. He had a habit of tucking one foot up onto the seat when there was room, which there usually wasn't, and he would abandon the attempt without embarrassment and simply cross his ankles instead. Small things. The kind of things you only knew about a person because you had been paying attention for several weeks without any particular reason to.
Every Wednesday, the same boy. Same seat, same unhurried quiet, same book, always in English, always clearly written for teenagers, always read with complete and unselfconscious focus. Keeho tells himself he's just people-watching. He's been telling himself that for two months. It's getting harder to believe.
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- Part 4 of Piece by P1ece
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03 May 2026