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Christ, Niall smelled like a fucking virgin.
Really, he smelled like the dirt from the neighbor’s yard, and the hot metal of a burning wreck, and the same acrid chemical shit they used in the clink infirmary to patch up all the pansies who’d gotten what was coming to them. But beneath all that, beneath the stench of the world’s shit? He smelled like a fucking baby.
Like 72 bleeding virgins awaiting him in Heaven, or whatever bullshit people promised themselves just to make it through the day.
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Set immediately after the hospital scene, Ruben gets one whiff of Niall and just can't help himself.
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21 Jun 2026
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His name is Niall.
His name is Niall, and he has a brother. A brother who is on his way to see him right now. Not to pick him up and take him home, he’s reminded, they need a few more days of testing and imaging to make sure his brain isn’t going to bleed into his skull and kill him, but at least now there is someone who can put him back where he is meant to be. Who knew where that was. Who he was.
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Niall and Ruben's near-14 year reunion goes a bit differently after Niall takes a bat to the head in a seedy motel room and forgets who he is.Bookmarked by Dyl
20 Jun 2026
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It was Kibum's fault.
When he sat Minho down on the couch, told him he wanted to try something new, then took his hand and placed it on his neck. Minho's hand was limp against his skin.
Minho didn't have to say anything. The look in his eyes was enough. Are you sure?
To which Kibum replied out loud, "I trust you, you know that."
And thus, it was Kibum's fault for starting everything.
Choi Minho and his fixation on Kibum and Kibum's neck.
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12 Jun 2026
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He just needs something to quiet his brain, is the thing. Something to relax him. And right now, asleep as he is, Ruben would never even have to know. Right?
Niall Kennedy tries a non-traditional cure for his insomnia.
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12 Jun 2026
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"If I really were in heat," Minho says, slowly, "wouldn't you take care of me?"
Kibum puts his phone down on the counter and gives Minho a look. The kind where he might just as soon throw something at Minho as jump his bones. It's a good look.
"What kind of question is that?"
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12 Jun 2026