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ᅠ  ⠀⠀ ⠀†⠀⠀ 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚⠀⠀ you ⠀ g͟o͟⠀⠀ ⸝⸝⠀ let ⠀ me⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀  ⠀/ ⠀ 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒐 ⠀ …⠀ /⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ᅠ
4 Jul 2025
you are everything; everything i need and want, wrapped into one.
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I do feel you with me— your hand cradling my voice while I stand under the spotlights… You’ve captivated me, yeobo.
… This close?﹙ Pulling him towards himself﹚You’re aware I want to give you my attention all day? I would want you to feel that way even when I’m not around. It feels that way for me.
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Am I gluttonous for wanting more of you?
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Whatever you ask for… Then, should I start with this— just your hand in mine?
Do I have to choose one? Min-jae, you’re not heartless …. Provide me both.
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It feels like I’m always with you, this close.
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To say how you make me feel… would you like my words? Or should I just show you?
── . ꩜ @__BABEL 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.ᐣ
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In every way, or any way possible— I want to know about you… What are you looking for?
I think that you sense a kindred spirit. in what way, I'm not sure, I'll leave it up to you.
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There’s something familiar about you, and I don’t want to let that slip away. But I could be wrong… what do you think?
perhaps a little. I would like an answer eventually, though.
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I don’t know if I can tell you why, just yet… Does that sound creepy to you?
you looking this way for a reason or...? Its starting to become creepy. @__BABEL
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Min-jae . retweeted
17 Aug 2025
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The response that reverberates along empty concrete isn’t his partner’s but, Min-jae had never expected it to be, either— no, that hesitation, that placating… it doesn’t belong on anyone belonging to him. With a furrowed brow, he keeps his gaze on the lights above.
Replying to @HIS1STCREATION
“… Do not think the l— length of our distance is of insult ….” Both, obscured by the late night dark. Except, the one who did not belong could remember every etch of Min-jae’s face. “I prefer… ——you do not let your eyes upon my being.”
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“Is it fear that keeps you, or resolve … ?” A long blink, empathy dampening his features. “The eyes betray, I know— so let me hear your voice.”
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I hope so, with anyone who catches my affections … and I think, for her, it might be true— Is that what upsets you? Kyung-ho … she reminds me of you.
No, not necessarily. I know you, it’s just, That opera singer. She’s pretty perfect isn’t she? Would you say the same thing about her?
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Yeobo … it’s your perfection that has me needing you so, even just ten minutes more, even ten years… Has something I’ve done … made you think any less?
And I believe you, naekkeo … So then; Perfect … To be enough?
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“I care for every single victim, detective— but there is only so much I can do, as a citizen . . . Is the investigation going well . . ? Found anything?”
“…hm… didn't think you would care, I mean there had been dozens of murders in the penthouse that you seem to ignore. Especially with all the shitty camera displays…”
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“Detective . . . Did something happen here?”
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Something akin to disappointment graces his features, removing the gift from sight— an exhale through the nose, then settled with a sly, “As you wish”.
Replying to @REVEllATI0NS
Filling the silence with a small shift in his seat, enough time for Ha-joon to swallow down what he preferred to say. Instead, casting a reticent gaze on the performer; “And you?”
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And maybe Ha-joon’s impression of him isn’t truly wrong. Watching the other man so closely, giving some distance to catch it all, as if he could see what’s just underneath with enough time—
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—stare returned for just a moment too long. “It depends… Why do you think I’m here with you?”
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“What makes you so tense?” He asks, after a jaw-dropped and innocent blink— the laugh coloring his expression, fanning Ha-joon’s ear. “I thought of you when I saw it— is there something wrong with that?”
The lack of awareness concerning the abrupt presence caused Ha-joon to still. The voice, giving realization into who it was didn’t make it any better. Still; his fist remained. “Keep it to yourself.” Voice it’s usual haughty. “I have to wish in talking to you tonight.”
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A sigh, his hand on the other’s wrist falls to the side— more pity, than condescending. “Of course… No wonder you’ve been alone all night.”
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