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  1. Public Bookmark 55

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    “What are you doing here?” Rumi hisses, angry and stressed and hit by the exhaustion of her very long guilt-filled day all over again. She has so many questions to ask— demand, really— and Jinu humming pleasantly does not soothe her nerves.

    “Was looking for you.” He says. His voice is… Slurring a bit. Not so badly that she can’t understand him but just enough to be noticeable. It makes Rumi’s eyebrows furrow, confusion overtaking everything else. “Was thinking of writing you a letter but… I needed to see you sooner.”

    Some traitorous part of her flushes just a little at the admission before she shakes it off. Everyone wants to be wanted, it doesn’t mean anything if she’s flattered by it. Rumi has to steer her thoughts back on topic because Jinu is acting… Not normal.

    (Or a few days after Rumi first proposes her plan to him, Jinu accidentally gets doused with ‘Cuddle Pollen’ and ends up on Rumi’s balcony, making it her problem. The need for physical proximity is one thing but Jinu is also noticeably in a… Different state of mind.)

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    20 Apr 2026

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    “What are you doing here?” Rumi hisses, angry and stressed and hit by the exhaustion of her very long guilt-filled day all over again. She has so many questions to ask— demand, really— and Jinu humming pleasantly does not soothe her nerves.
    “Was looking for you.” He says. His voice is… Slurring a bit. Not so badly that she can’t understand him but just enough to be noticeable. It makes Rumi’s eyebrows furrow, confusion overtaking everything else. “Was thinking of writing you a letter but… I needed to see you sooner.”
    Some traitorous part of her flushes just a little at the admission before she shakes it off. Everyone wants to be wanted, it doesn’t mean anything if she’s flattered by it. Rumi has to steer her thoughts back on topic because Jinu is acting… Not normal.
    (Or a few days after Rumi first proposes her plan to him, Jinu accidentally gets doused with ‘Cuddle Pollen’ and ends up on Rumi’s balcony, making it her problem. The need for physical proximity is one thing but Jinu is also noticeably in a… Different state of mind.)

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    Stiles makes a wish to bring the Hales back to life. Everyone is happy they’re back, but no one knows it was because of Stiles, and he’s fine leaving things that way. The Hales are hesitant to trust this human (not) boy. But in the end, nobody can resist the Stilinski charm.

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    20 Mar 2026

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    Stiles makes a wish to bring the Hales back to life. Everyone is happy they’re back, but no one knows it was because of Stiles, and he’s fine leaving things that way. The Hales are hesitant to trust this human (not) boy. But in the end, nobody can resist the Stilinski charm.

  3. Public Bookmark 70

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    "How come you always let Suho touch you but not the rest of us?" Baku was pouting at the end of his sentence, his shoulders slumped in an exaggerated display. From his place by Sieun's side, Suho stuck his tongue out.

    Sieun opened his mouth to give a retort, something about how he and Suho just had a different kind of bond than Sieun had with the others, but before he could get a word out, Gotak had already latched onto Baku's arm as he dragged him and Juntae away, complaining about being tired and wanting to go to bed.

    As they walked away, Sieun could see Baku turn back to him and Suho with wide eyes, before he whipped his head back to face Gotak, who was nodding at him.

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    5 times Sieun's friends thought he was dating Suho, + 1 time he actually was

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    11 Mar 2026

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    "How come you always let Suho touch you but not the rest of us?" Baku was pouting at the end of his sentence, his shoulders slumped in an exaggerated display. From his place by Sieun's side, Suho stuck his tongue out.
    Sieun opened his mouth to give a retort, something about how he and Suho just had a different kind of bond than Sieun had with the others, but before he could get a word out, Gotak had already latched onto Baku's arm as he dragged him and Juntae away, complaining about being tired and wanting to go to bed.
    As they walked away, Sieun could see Baku turn back to him and Suho with wide eyes, before he whipped his head back to face Gotak, who was nodding at him.
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    5 times Sieun's friends thought he was dating Suho, + 1 time he actually was

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    Buck doesn’t think that if he were to say, “I’m in a bad place”, that anyone would turn him away. Really, he doesn’t. The 118 has too many good, kind people for that.

    But every time he wants to open his mouth, to say something, to reach out to Eddie or Bobby or Hen or Chim, he hears Eddie yelling, “you’re exhausting.”

    —you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting—

    So each day he does his job and he laughs and he jokes and he pretends he’s the care-free goofball he’s always been. And each day he packs away his bruises and his worries, takes them home to his empty loft with its quiet rooms, and licks his wounds in silence.

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    06 Mar 2026

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    Buck doesn’t think that if he were to say, “I’m in a bad place”, that anyone would turn him away. Really, he doesn’t. The 118 has too many good, kind people for that.
    But every time he wants to open his mouth, to say something, to reach out to Eddie or Bobby or Hen or Chim, he hears Eddie yelling, “you’re exhausting.”
    —you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting—
    So each day he does his job and he laughs and he jokes and he pretends he’s the care-free goofball he’s always been. And each day he packs away his bruises and his worries, takes them home to his empty loft with its quiet rooms, and licks his wounds in silence.

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    “Sorry just paying for…”

    “Table 12! I remember,” she injects brightly whilst ringing him up.

    Eddie only winces slightly at the final count of the bill as he reaches into his wallet for his card.

    “You have a gorgeous family.”

    Eddie feels his face split into a wide grin. “Thank you.”

    “How long have you and your husband been together?”

    The words rattle around in Eddie’s head for a moment as he stammers like a fool, mid-swipe of his card. “I—Uh, seven…seven years.”

    The waitress smiles brightly. “That’s so sweet, have a great rest of your day, sir.”

    “Uh, yeah. Thanks.” Eddie places a fiver in the tip jar and spins right on his heels, leaving the cafe in a rush.

    Who did she—did she mean? Buck?

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    Eddie finds out how many times people have thought he and Buck were together and promptly spirals, realising that he wants to make it a reality.

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    19 Feb 2026

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    “Sorry just paying for…”
    “Table 12! I remember,” she injects brightly whilst ringing him up.
    Eddie only winces slightly at the final count of the bill as he reaches into his wallet for his card.
    “You have a gorgeous family.”
    Eddie feels his face split into a wide grin. “Thank you,”
    “How long have you and your husband been together?”
    The words rattle around in Eddie’s head for a moment as he stammers like a fool, mid-swipe of his card. “I—Uh, seven…seven years.”
    The waitress smiles brightly. “That’s so sweet, have a great rest of your day, sir.”
    “Uh, yeah. Thanks.” Eddie places a fiver in the tip jar and spins right on his heels, leaving the cafe in a rush.
    Who did she—did she mean? Buck?
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    Eddie finds out how many times people have thought he and Buck were together and promptly spirals, realising that he wants to make it a reality.