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sunghoon doesn’t know it yet, but jake’s always had him right where he wanted him.
(or, a look into sunghoon and jake’s relationship—when they’re not busy hating each other, that is.)
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“What’s wrong?” He stalks over with a disarming smile. Jake doesn’t know if it’s on purpose but his sharp fangs flash the moment he asks, “Do I scare you?”
Sunghoon really is a vampire. Jake doesn’t know why he thought that quiet and ominous Sunghoon with his snow white skin and deathly cold hands could be anything but a vampire.
(Or: Jake has vampire trauma, and Sunghoon isn't the most accommodating—but maybe it's for the best.)
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The mass of dark colors blends into the stumps of the trees. It’s four seconds of strange shifting until anything starts to come into the light. Jake counts every breath he lets out and how long it lasts in between.
Inhale. Two, three, four. Exhale. Two, three, four. Inhale.
“Jake! Are you still there, man? Are you okay?”
A leg, long and lithe, steps out onto the field.
Jake is met with familiar eyes. Eyes he knows all too well— the same pair of eyes he watched flutter shut last night, fading into the empty air like candlelight snuffed out by the oncoming breeze.
It’s a deer. It’s the deer.
What the fuck?
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(Jake meets a deer; and then he meets Lee Heeseung.) -
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They’d never exchanged words beyond sorry, my son likes to talk and it’s okay, I do too, but then Hot Single Dad had given him a smile – all big teeth and crinkled eyes – and that was enough for him to become a regular cast member in Jake’s fantasies.
It wasn’t purely carnal desire, though. Jake genuinely felt an urge to get to know him – both of them, truthfully. Riki seems like a sweet kid, and his father seems nice, and he’d met so few people since he moved back to the city. Jake often finds himself wondering if he should call his grandmother for her banana bread recipe and knock on their door with a fresh batch in hand and see if they were interested in getting to know him, too.
He’s pretty sure there’s black mold in his walls – that’s what he tells himself to excuse the level of delusion he’s reached. He’s having black mold poisoning induced psychosis, but it’s fine, everything is fine.
Or, where Jake gets a glimpse of the kind of family he'd always wished for, and wonders if maybe, just maybe, they'd been wishing for him, too.
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- Part 1 of kintsugi
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As far as favours went, this one was an easy one – help Riki’s friend from his dance club pass his first year biology course. Jake could do it in his sleep. He scans the library, realizing belatedly that Riki’s description of you’ll know him when you see him was entirely untrue, because Jake had no idea which one of these studying students was expecting him here ten minutes ago. His eyes land on a guy, sitting alone at a table without so much as a pencil in front of him, and –
Huh. He doesn't look like a freshman.
He looks a lot like Heeseung Lee, actually.
Or, Jake isn't anything like the girls Heeseung normally goes for, but he's starting to think he might want him anyway.