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A 3+1 mapping Kim and Kenta's growing relationships over a series of mornings at Kim's apartment.
Or three times Kim and Kenta spend a morning alone in the apartment, and one morning where they are disturbed by the rest of X Hunter.
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18 Jul 2025
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“I didn’t know it could feel like that,” Kenta whispered.
Kim pulled him even closer. “That’s what it feels like… when someone loves you.”
Kenta blinked up at him. “You love me?”
“I do.” Kim brushed sweat-damp hair from Kenta’s forehead. “I love every part of you. Even the parts you think are too broken.”
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28 Jun 2025
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what doesn't kill me (better run) by KouriArashi
Fandoms: เขา...ไม่ใช่ผม | Not Me (TV 2021)
31 Aug 2023
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After Black finds out that Todd is working with Tawi, Todd wants to discourage him from interfering and sends his thugs after him. Only the problem is, White just got back to Thailand ... and although Todd himself could tell the difference, his thugs can’t.
Or: the AU where White gets put in a coma instead of Black and Black goes absolutely feral over it.
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12 Jun 2025
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Feels Like My Heart Is Going To Burst by CaptainBonnet
Fandoms: กฎแห่งรักดึงดูด | Laws of Attraction (TV 2023), Laws of Attraction (2023)
10 Aug 2023
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"Wait," Tinn says breathlessly, "I thought—"
Charn raises an eyebrow at him.
"You thought what?"
Tinn shakes his head, laughing a little.
"Doesn’t matter. This is fine, too."
Charn grins again, a little on the manic side this time, but it’s completely justified by what he’s about to say.
"You thought I wanted you to fuck me? Well, I do. I just like to be on top."Bookmarked by ifnot_winter
31 May 2025
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seen by Mehrooj
Fandoms: ทำไมต้องเป็นเธอทุกทีเลยวะ | Jack & Joker: U Steal My Heart! (TV)
20 Apr 2025
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"You call this effort?"
Joke blinked. Steam clung to his lashes, curling around his face like smoke. Even now at twenty-four, the memory pressed down on him—how his father skipped past the small wins to circle red D’s and F’s like open wounds. Never enough. Not even when he'd tried, really tried. Hours bent over textbooks, hands cramped from rewriting notes until they blurred, back aching from crouching over the desk long after everyone else had gone to bed.
The spatula trembled in his grip.
Behind him, warmth. Familiar. Safe. Jack's arms slipped around his waist like they belonged there. He rested his chin on Joke’s shoulder, the rough graze of morning stubble grounding Joke to the present
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05 May 2025

