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    “Does it bother you?” Flins asks, voice low with concern.

    Does it…bother Varka? Now that’s one hell of a question. If by ‘bothered’ Flins means that Varka is upset by the reminder of Flins’ ethereal otherness, his long-lived history, and all the difficulties their incompatible lifespans will surely bring upon them further down the line, then no, not in the slightest. It’s but a small price to pay for loving Flins, and Varka certainly wouldn’t want him to change anything about himself—not for Varka’s sake, nor anyone else’s.

    But if by ‘bothered’ Flins is referring to Varka’s sudden newfound, all-consuming compulsion to hear him speak fae again—a rallying war cry in the midst of battle; whispers of sweet nothings in their quiet moments together; breathless gasps and moans, punctuated by screams of Varka’s name as Flins writhes in pleasure—then yes, Varka supposes it does bother him quite a bit.

    Or, Varka wants Flins to speak fae to him in bed.

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    “Hey sexy,” Enjin greets.

    Gris pulls a shirt from the dryer, shakes it once and lays it in the basket tucked under his arm.

    “No.”

    Enjin pouts as he leans against the doorway, his shoulders spanning most of the frame.

    “You don’t even know what I’m going to ask.”

    “And I don’t need to know,” Gris says patiently, smiling as Enjin further smooshes his lips in a pout. “It’s the first Friday of the month, and you want me to race Sheila. No.”

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    “If blood isn’t enough, try the flesh.”

    “Are you insane?”

    That’s not the kind of question that should make anyone look an unholy mixture of amused and fond, and it’s especially disturbing coming from a guy who just offered to let Yuuji take chunks out of him, but Yuuji still can’t make himself look away.

    “It wouldn’t harm me,” Chōsō assures him.

    “That’s not the problem here!” Yuuji drags a palm over his face. “…It’s not the only problem. I’m not saying I’d be fine with hurting you.”

    A hand on his knee.

    Chōsō’s face has returned to its usual expression—narrow-eyed and serious. When he doesn’t look bored, he looks a little sad. But whenever he looks at Yuuji, his eyes are so gentle.

    He hates it. The whole point of walking away from everyone after Shibuya was to keep himself—and Sukuna—away from his precious people. The last thing he needs to do is find someone else to care about, especially another weirdo with a brother complex.

    It’s exhausting—the caring, the losing.

    Yuuji and Chōsō figure out the intricacies of brotherhood. Satoru's a ghost in the story until he isn't.

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    “Who’s Rika-chan?” Yuuji asks. “Your girlfriend?”

    Okkotsu chuckles, a nervous little noise. “It’s…complicated. I’m sure you’ll meet her soon. I hope you don’t mind if I heal you?”

    “Woah, you can do that?”

    Okkotsu nods, waggling his fingers in a gesture that’s weirdly endearing. He raises Yuuji’s hand to his mouth. Yuuji freezes, watching dumbly as Okkotsu’s lips press to the worst of the cuts on that hand. For a moment, it’s just soft pressure.

    Then it’s wet.

    Yuuji’s skin heals along the path of Okkotsu’s tongue.

    A strangled noise rips free of him. Okkotsu’s eyes flit to his face, concern clear in their depths.

    “Senpai,” Yuuji chokes out, “what are you doing?”

    “I do this a little differently from Ieiri-san,” Okkotsu says apologetically. “Does it bother you?”

    Bother isn’t the word Yuuji would use. Not the way Okkotsu means it at least.

    “You…kiss people to heal them?”

    “Yep!”

    Yuuta employs unconventional tactics to seduce his cute new kouhai.

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