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She thinks about the next few months. The new album — she is still not used to how it was received, the exuberance of it, the quality of welcome that means people were waiting and she came back and it was worth waiting for. The tour that starts in six weeks. Twelve cities. Twenty-three shows. The first full run since —
She does not finish that sentence. She knows how it ends.
It is different now. She thinks about how different, about what it means to go back to stages and wings and the two minutes between songs that belong only to her — and she looks down at Mira.
The thought arrives the way true things arrive. Not as a revelation. More like something that has been true for a while and is only now saying itself aloud, in the dark, to the moving light on the ceiling.
I want to marry her.
She does not move. She has learned from seven years of this woman how to hold something without disturbing it. She puts the thought where she puts things she is patient about. Then she thinks: I have nothing. No ring. No plan. Nothing prepared. She deserves everything.
The pool light moves across the ceiling. Mira breathes.
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- Part 3 of I'll always be waiting (for you)
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She is between the third and fourth song. The particular two minutes of a show that belong only to her — no one's eyes on her yet, the stage dark, the crowd in that suspended state of waiting that has its own quality of noise. She knows exactly where Mira is. She does not look. She knows by the architecture of the wing, by the weight of the room, by five years of understanding where Mira stands without needing to confirm it.
Then the sound.
It is brief and specific and she does not know how she knows what it is except that she does, instantly, completely, the way the body sometimes knows things it has not been taught. She turns before she decides to turn.
The wing is wrong.
There is movement where there should not be movement, a figure that does not belong, and then — already, in the time it takes to draw breath — something on the floor. She knows before she sees clearly. She knows from the shape of it, from the way the crew is moving, from the particular stillness at the center of all that motion.
Mira.
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Rumi settles onto the hospital couch and refuses to leave.
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- Part 2 of I'll always be waiting (for you)
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There is noise first. There is always noise at these things. Crowd noise, production noise, the low thrum of bass through a floor she has been standing on for three hours. She knows this floor. She's walked every inch of it.
She's on it now, differently.
The sequence of events is difficult to locate from this angle. There was the wing. The credential that was wrong. The man standing where no one with a legitimate pass would stand. There was the glint — metallic and catching the stage light for just a moment, the way things catch light when they're being raised and aimed, and she has been trained to see exactly that and nothing in her hesitated —
Then the floor.
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For five years, Mira has kept Rumi safe from a careful professional distance.
The distance ends on the floor of a concert venue with thirty thousand people gone silent around them.
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- Part 1 of I'll always be waiting (for you)
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All I want you to do (is make the first move) by lostbecoz
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
28 Apr 2026
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Celine knew every version of Rumi's face.
She had not seen this face in a very long time.
Dazed. Somewhere else entirely. The face of someone who had been ambushed by something and was still standing in the middle of it. Something in Celine's chest moved, quietly, the way it did when she was not expecting it to.
"Rumi," she said.
Rumi looked up. Something reorganized itself — the dazed quality retreating, the familiar Rumi assembling in its place. She straightened.
"Hey," she said. "You're back."
"I am." Celine came behind the bar. Looked at the scarf without appearing to. "Mira forget that?"
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Rumi develops a sudden passionate interest in nineteenth century load-bearing configurations after an architect arrives in town.
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i'm coming round to meet you (the long way round) by lostbecoz
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
15 Apr 2026
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Rumi takes the stairs to the third floor first.
This is the routine: knock once on Mira's door, and that knock means five minutes, up one flight to Mr. Markopoulos, collect Biscuit, come back down to the second floor where she and Mira live, Mira is always ready in four. Rumi has never said anything about this. She has decided it is one of her favorite things about Saturdays and that she will not examine why.
She hears Mira's door open before she's finished knocking.
"You're early," Mira says, which is what she says every Saturday, pulling her door shut behind her. She's in her weekend clothes: dark jeans, a grey sweatshirt that's slightly too large, her hair not quite finished. She looks, Rumi thinks and does not say, exactly like herself.
"I'm on time," Rumi says, which is what she says back, and Mira gives her the look this deserves.
Biscuit is already straining toward Mira's ankles. He does this every Saturday — abandons Rumi completely the moment Mira appears, as though Rumi is merely the person who collected him and Mira is the actual destination. Rumi has decided not to take this personally. She suspects Biscuit loves Mira with his whole doggie heart. She can relate.
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