8 Works by moonsaem
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Things Euijoo spots through the alternating blue and magenta lights: Nicholas's body rolling in lithe, synchronized curves; the glimmer of sweat and glitter glancing off his skin; his open-mouthed smile, his little canines. That smile could get under anybody’s skin. A wash of dark relief dampens his nerves—Euijoo’s just human. He’s not immune to that charm, because he’s not special.
They lose touch for five years, but of course Nicholas finds his way back into his life. Now they're rooming together, and Nicholas has a boyfriend, and Euijoo is trying to be the best friend he can be: but Nicholas's reappearance brings the past along with him, and it's all just whittling down the walls Euijoo's built over the years.
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"Well, you couldn’t script it, could you? Best mates as kids, apparently, and proper rivals now—and the big question, really, is whether they can let it go now that it’s come to it, or if old grudges really do die hard…”
(The soccer/football fic in which the tension is built less from actual rivalry and more from a complicated shared past. And wanting each other's bodies, obviously.)
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'I just mean,' Nicholas starts, then looks away like he’s nervous. He has this badly disguised, kicked-kitten expression that Euijoo remembers from when they were younger, when he used to think to himself, I can’t believe there are people scared of him at school. 'All those years alone? So lonely, Juju! Not even any flings—'
'No,' says Euijoo through his teeth, frustrated and humiliated and mostly a little starved. 'There’s no one. Not since—' And then he swallows his own tongue.
Those strange, wonderful, inseparably close teenage years; the freedom in inevitably drifting apart; and the ache of the aftermath.
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To Nicholas:
I had a dream that I was you.──────
There's a letter addressed to Nicholas in the pages of Euijoo's journal.
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“Yeah, why not,” Nicholas says with a laugh of his own, slumping back into his seat with crossed arms, a satisfied cat. “I wear a couple dresses and skirts and whatnot; you tell your uncle your girlfriend can’t speak Korean and then, boom. You and I get to live it up on the beach… Besides, I know how much you miss it there.”
He clears his throat, but his voice cracks anyway when he adds, “What kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t do this for you?”
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Renowned cello performer Byun Euijoo decides to start teaching during his hiatus, but his student’s parent is being weirdly evasive and mysterious. Also, he can’t stop thinking about his old high school sweetheart.
Or: the classical musicians & adopted daughter AU no one asked for.
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In the wake of being asked to give a speech at Euijoo’s wedding, who Nicholas hasn’t seen in three years, he’s pulled into all of the memories that have brought them this far– their awkward first encounter in high school, their charged university years– and everything that follows.
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“Tell me to leave,” Euijoo finally says, words dripping with barely stifled emotion. “Nicho, tell me to go.”
But Nicholas has always been a slave to his hunger. It was the thing that pushed him thousands of kilometers from home, wrung the last of his childhood dreams out of his soul, landed him on his best friend’s doorstep even after he’d spent the last three excruciating months trying to let him go.
Nicholas, dealing with the aftermath of being abruptly cast out of the fashion industry he’s dreamed his whole life about, ends up having to crash at Euijoo’s. His heat ruins things, and then some.