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Service drainer is just a medically accurate term for a bloodsucker, a vampire, and Jaemin can’t help the disbelieving scoff that escapes him at hearing he has become his own boogeyman. “I don’t need one of those, I’m not a fang-banger.”
The doctor purses her lips in disdain for the crude statement, and it’s only then, when she ducks down once more to examine his chart, that he notices the bite marks on her neck.
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05 Dec 2023
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"He holds the gun against my head. I close my eyes and "bang", I am dead."
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The virus wasn’t supposed to spread this fast. The bunker wasn’t supposed to run out of food. They weren’t supposed to encounter a horde of zombies that quick; not on their limited ammunition and borrowed time. This wasn’t how they were supposed to end up.
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17 Nov 2023
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Donghyuck isn't sure he can call it a relationship. He isn’t sure what to call it. He and Jaemin don’t talk much — they just fuck a lot and do a lot of drugs.
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02 Sep 2023
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“Hey,” Jaemin says. “Can you guys keep it down? It’s pretty late.” He throws in a pleasant, nonthreatening smile for good measure, but from the way Mark flushes hotly, it must not be very convincing.
“Oh, shit,” Mark fumbles, scratching the back of his neck. His shirt rides up with the motion to reveal a fresh, reddening mark bruising the pale skin just above the sharp cut of his hipbone. Jaemin clenches his fist so hard that his knuckles crack. “Sorry, man. We didn’t realize.” He laughs quietly. “Donghyuck’s, uh… loud. You know how it is. Haha.”
I do not know how it is, Jaemin thinks, half-delirious. “Ha,” he echoes dryly.
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07 Aug 2023
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“I’m San,” San says, voice dropping in a force of habit, something that has latched onto him from years of living the same humdrum life and his lifelong acquaintance with introducing himself to people who truly didn't give a fuck about him or anything he did, introductions serving merely as a necessary evil.
The stranger looks at him for a brief moment before he tilts the disinfectant bottle into the ball of cotton, soaking it as he leans forward and presses it against San’s stitches. San grabs his wrist.
“I’m gonna need a name before you treat me, pretty boy,” San says, making sure that it doesn’t come off sounding like a request.
The stranger raises his head to meet his eyes, something like sadness pooling in his eyes, smudged black and purple distracting San for the umpteenth time this evening and whispers softly, “Wooyoung.”
It’s a pretty name for a pretty face, but San is presented with an even prettier smile, shy and curling at the edges of his mouth, lilac field for his hair and cherry blossom cheeks, as he repeats it under his breath.
Or, San is working in the task force as a mercenary for an intergalactic law enforcement authority, and Wooyoung's the anomaly he doesn't see coming.
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13 Jul 2023