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If anything, Nicholas is getting nothing out of this fucked-up invitation that Kei had out of the blue offered to him; other than the fact that Euijoo’s skin gleams gold in the rain of shutterlights, that is.
(nicholas has been in love with euijoo since forever. euijoo is a semi-nude model.)
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Jo clings onto a sliver of his working thinking ability before replying. “I—” he staggers as Maki just looks as hopeful as few seconds before. “You know I can’t do it.”
“Oh my God,” Maki screeches. “We’re talking about dancing, not some ghosts. You’re acting like dancing is Voldemort’s long lost distant cousin, dude,” Maki scoffs, trying to reprove his point. “You will be my teaching partner if you’re down. Of course I’d teach you some stuff before the class actually starts!”
Maki’s hair is wet, sweat still clings onto it. Jo can smell the scent—musky with a hint of freshness, very much him. His foot tapping the floor as always, like he never stops dancing. Jo gulps.
If Maki means that teaching him is letting Jo to see him like this for the hours they’re together, Jo isn’t very sure he’s gonna remember anything; hand placement and footwork and whatnot.
(maki asks jo to be his dance partner in a kids dance class as taki called in sick last minute. jo doesn’t dance. and is very, pathetically in love with this bestfriend of his since the dawn of time.)
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“He’s still keeping up with that girlfriend thing?” Fuma asks, like trying to coax Jo back into the conversation naturally. Jo lets out a small laugh. “Sometimes. Only when he’s onto something.”
Fuma hums. “It’s cute.”
Jo thinks about it for a second. He never thinks about it that way, but he nods nonetheless. “Yeah,” he says curtly, getting back to face the older.
The talk goes on after that, with Jo’s head sometimes drifting off to think about it is cute when Maki is roleplaying as Jo’s girlfriend. And that’s why he never tries to stop him.
Jo never minds it because it’s cute.
Huh. Food for thought.
(maki realized that jo would literally let anyone do anything, so he keeps the girlfriend roleplay thing up. jo doesn’t have any reason to stop him.)
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perennial
/pəˈrɛnɪəl/
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1.
lasting or existing for a long or apparently infinite time; enduring or continually recurring.-
maki is sent to live with his estranged childhood friend for three weeks. what he was expecting: the same, nerdy guy with limbs too long for his own good; what he’s getting: a man too heartbreakingly handsome he starts rethinking his life choices.
Bookmarked by nyangideul
24 Aug 2025
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im readinf this at 2 fucking am i cant do this fuckibf hellllll this is one of the greatest fics ive ever read in my entire fucking LIFE
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Harua knows his boyfriend better than anyone. Knows what he likes, what he hides from the world; things that people would shame him for outside the four walls of their dorm room. Maki doesn't deserve it, no, but the world is a cruel place. So Harua cares for him here, in the way that is best for Maki and his anxious little brain. A mind that's easily soothed once you crack the code, once one's fingers fiddle with the lock long enough.
And Harua? Harua has the master key.
Bookmarked by jyomakie (nyangideul)
01 Aug 2025
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“Do you need help?”
All the air gets sucked out of Maki like a deflating balloon. “What?”
A cough, slightly awkward, from the other side of the door. “If you aren’t done, I mean. It’s been a while, and everyone’s waiting, so…”
Maki is dumbstruck. Baffled. He would kill to see what kind of expression Jo is making right now—whether or not it matches his own huge eyes and dropped jaw. He can’t look flattering, that’s for sure. Not that he can be blamed, though. Not when Asakura Fucking Jo just made the offer Maki thinks he did.
(Maki ducks out of practice to take care of a problem. Jo notices.)
Bookmarked by jyomakie (nyangideul)
12 Aug 2025
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FUCKKKKKK I SHOULD JUST DIEEEEEEEE
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Yuma longingly trails his hand over the sturdy edge of the table, mind racing. The smell of the wood varnish lingers on his hands when he retracts them, artificial and fresh. The height of it is perfect for meals, his various projects, and supporting Jo well when he wants to be fucked against the table. They’ve broken their old one and they don’t come cheap, but life is short and Yuma doesn’t want to pass knowing he could have plowed his boyfriend in the kitchen if he wasn’t so reserved.
Or,
Jo and Yuma go to IKEA.
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Bookmarked by nyangideul
31 Jul 2025
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not sure why i didn’t bookmark this when i read this series the moment this was uploaded. these are two of The jaemle fics Ever