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Guilt is the only emotion Fuma can discern from the whirlwind of confusion spinning around inside his head. It’s a nauseating feeling, one that he wishes he could get rid of. He finds it hard to focus at all, unable to meet Yudai’s gaze as he drags his fingertips down his stomach.
Yudai makes a pleasant sound, an airy exhale that would calm Fuma down in any other context. Fuma’s stomach drops even further, and the intensity of the heat scares him. It isn’t supposed to feel like this, right? Is Fuma supposed to feel like he’s going to die, like his heart might stop and the world might end?
More than anything, Fuma is terrified of letting Yudai down.
Fuma is never going to have sex with Yudai.
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Fuma is exhausted, and this is exactly what he’s been daydreaming about since he crawled out of bed over seventeen hours ago. He's finally away from the cameras, safe and alone in the solitude of his tightly compact bedroom and shiny hunting for Pokémon. He’s happy like this. He’s happy. He’s happy! Did Fuma mention he’s happy? Because trust him, he’s very, very happy. Why would anyone else think differently?
Fuma doesn't mind taking a step away from the spotlight if it means the other members get to shine. Honestly, he doesn't.
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Warmth grazes his forearm, so quick he almost misses it. His brain processes the moment in slow motion. Nicholas has lost track of where everyone is in relation to him, all standing in a line facing the cameras. But he knows who’s next to him just from the touch alone. The material of his jacket is just thin enough he can feel the outline of long, slender digits tracing the material, almost dragging far enough down to thread their fingers together, but the motion is aborted just as quickly as the fleeting touch, disguised as adjustment.
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Or; Five times Nicholas wanted to hold Euijoo’s hand, and one of the times they did.
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Euijoo meets Nicholas in a bar on Manhattan Beach Pier during the 2021 International Surf Festival. Nicholas is lean, blonde, bounces off the walls and laughs loud. His voice is deeper than it should be and he’s got little to no game, but Euijoo sticks around anyway. Nicholas is built and he’s hot, his shirt tight across his shoulders, his hair wild around his ears. He’s bright like sunshine and his lips are sinful when they wrap around the neck of a beer bottle or the rim of a glass of coke.
Nicholas doesn’t live too far from the pier; they walk side by side on the beach, talking about LA. Euijoo’s accent seems to stick to the roof of his mouth, and he pushes his hands in the pockets of his boardshorts to keep himself from reaching out, feeling Nicholas’s pulse at his wrist, seeing if it beats as fast as he talks. Nicholas takes his sandals off, toes digging in the sand.
Nicholas says, suddenly, cutting through the random topics they’re fleeting on, “I don’t really do this,” which seems like a lie until he adds, “With guys, I mean.”
To love is to change. Euijoo and Nicholas change each other, over the course of 5 summers.
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"Are you going to kill me, Euijoo?"
Euijoo looked down at the stake in his hands. He turned it over, his fingers skimming the carvings along the handle. "I should want to."
nicholas is a vampire and euijoo is a hunter. when a series of unexplained murders plagues tokyo, they may be one another's only hope.