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62: Guilt And A Lonely Boy

Inho pasted on a big smile, and leaned in to whisper to Connor as if he had a secret joke to share, “Listen you little shit,” he hissed in Connor’s ear, “I know exactly what you’re doing, and where I come from, we treat our elders with respect, or we get our asses beat. So how bout you shut your fucking mouth before I knock that smug smile off your pretty face?”

Inho leaned back with a wide smile (genuine this time), and laughed loudly, keeping up the charade that they had s...

61: An Unexpected Revelation

Inho focused on the small man in front of him. He wanted to make a good impression, “Yes, it’s very nice to meet you. Um, where are you from, Luis?”

“I’m from Brazil,” Luis beamed. He had a very friendly demeanor, “I’m a geologist, I came to Vancouver to study with some scientists here, and I fell in love, and here I am still, seven years later!”

“In love with the city?”

“Well yes, but also with Tavy,” Luis laughed and gestured at the tattooed man o...

60: Shots, Shots, Shots

Inho forced his fidgeting hands to sit still on his thighs. He had been nervous to tell Stephen about applying to a local university, and it seemed his worrying was correct. He stared down at his limp fingers, “I’m sorry, I should have told you.”

“No, it’s not that. I just… I really hate Abbotsford.”

“What?” Inho hadn’t expected that. “Why? What’s wrong with Abbotsford?”

“It’s a backwater hick town, for one,” announced Connor from the back. 2021-05-04 21:22:39 +0000 UTC View Post

59: First of All, Rude

“Inho’s my partner,” Stephen replied without looking at Connor. A small rush of warmth filled his chest at the words. He’d also enjoyed announcing it in his friends’ group chat. They had all been so shocked. Stephen had been single for a while, only going for hookups, and until Inho had cutely bullied him into a relationship, he’d been pretty content with his independence.

“Partner?” Connor asked, incredulously, “Since when?”

“I’ve been seeing him for a cou...

58: A Drive, A Think, A Nephew

The long drive through the towns surrounding Vancouver always made Stephen sleepy, and he turned up the volume in the car; it was tuned to some pop music of Inho’s with a frantic repetitive beat, and it made him feel a little more alert. He sighed, wishing Inho would have come along for the ride, but lately, it was getting harder and harder to get him out of the house.

Two weeks had passed since Inho’s injury, and he was recovering exceptionally well. His ribs were nearly pain-free,...

57: Different Lives Lived

Late Sunday afternoon, Inho was deeply relieved to see his dad off. On top of his pushing about school, his dad’s constantly bubbly nature was grating, and Inho missed Stephen.

He’d had to dodge around who had helped him pay for the hospital bills and cared for him, and Inho wasn’t a good liar. It had made his heart beat fast every time it came up. He managed to avoid slipping though, and although he should’ve probably told his dad about Jamie...he just didn’t feel up to the e...

56: Pressure & Lies

Inho put the mugs down a little too hard in the sink, then took a deep breath to calm down. It wasn’t his dad’s fault that he kept bringing up Jamie. It was Inho’s, just like everything else. Was it weird to still feel sensitive about a breakup when you had a new partner?

A small judgemental voice in the back of Inho’s mind whispered that he would never have been able to turn Jamie down at his apartment if things hadn’t been starting with Stephen. You’re desperate, ...

55: Your Dad and Your Daddy

For the rest of the week, Stephen slept over every night, and despite Inho’s job and money worries, the time together was a happy blur. Stephen cared for him like an injured bird, always handling him gently, bringing him ice for his wrist, checking on his pain levels, and cooking.

Inho felt pampered, spoiled, and a little guilty to be burdening him. The swelling had gone down on his wrist, and massive bruises bloomed on his ribs. The headaches faded and by Saturday morning he was feel...

54: Nature Documentaries

CW: This chapter contains explicit sexual content. NSFW 18+ readers only!

Did I just think that he loved me? Inho rolled the thought over in his mind. Tasting it, fiddling with the hollows and edges. The idea felt unexpected, but not exactly...wrong.

“What are you thinking about?” Stephen grinned down at him where he sat in the fading bath bubbles. Inho had been gazing into the distance for some time now, and he flushed, jumping guil...

53: I Get By

Thankfully Inho didn’t have a bike shift that morning, but he did have a restaurant shift scheduled for the afternoon. He only allowed himself a short wallow in self-pity before calling Nathan to tell him the situation.

“That’s terrible,” Nathan replied emphatically when Inho had finished recounting the details of his accident and injuries, “Let me know if you need anything. And don’t worry, your job will be here when you recover.”

If Inho weren’t already laying pe...

52: Here Again

At around 7 AM, Inho was sent home. The doctor that did his final check didn’t even blink at Stephen curled up in bed with him. They slowly unraveled their tired bodies, and Stephen took Inho home, guided his groggy steps to his apartment, undressed him, and tucked him into bed.

“I’ll be back after work, okay?”, Stephen bent to kiss his forehead, exactly the way Inho’s mother had tucked him in when he was small, “Should I come back at lunch and bring you something?”

...

51: How Many Babies?

When Stephen got back to the dim hospital room, he was surprised to see that Inho was still awake.

“The nurse came by,” Inho informed him, “he said I have to wake up every few hours ‘cause of the concussion.”

“Right,” Stephen agreed, plugging Inho’s phone in, then sitting back down beside him on the narrow bed. Inho immediately snuggled in. He was definitely the touchiest person Stephen had dated, and Stephen didn’t mind it one bit. He wrapped an arm gently aroun...

50: Eavesdropper

It’s honestly amazing how bad this woman’s timing is, Stephen mused as he considered Jamie’s name on his screen. He regretted saying who it was out loud, because Inho was looking all keen and curious like a dog that’s heard the word ‘walk’.

“It’s like four am, why is she calling? For work? That’s weird right?” Inho was attempting to be casual but failing miserably. Stephen gave him points for trying.

“Ugh,” he said, then slid his thumb across the s...

49: Insignificance

CW: This chapter includes a retelling of an overdose death.

“I don’t understand,” Inho said. He did understand, but like a dog with a bone, he was unwilling to let this go. He scooted to sit up on his pillows, feeling too helpless to argue while laying flat. “I’ll get money from my dad right away for you then.”

“Inho let’s just talk about it later,” Stephen retorted, slapping the pamphlets down on the side table.

Inho grou...

48: A Very Long Night

They sat in the waiting room for four hours. Inho was starting to sincerely regret contacting Stephen. When he wasn’t pacing around the room with arms folded over his chest, glaring at everyone who entered, he was aggressively petting Inho’s hand and bouncing his leg like he could drill through the floor.

Inho wanted to reassure him, but he had a splitting headache that felt like a metal band slowly constricting around his brain. He bowed his head over his knees, supporting it with ...

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47: Inconvenient

Inho was only knocked out for a second. To be honest, he wasn’t completely sure he was out at all, but he did feel like he suddenly went from a weird dream to an equally weird reality incredibly fast. And also, he needed to puke.

“I called 911,” someone was saying to him, pointing the flashlight from their phone at his face, “Ugh, that’s so much blood.”

It seemed he was lying face-up on the hood of a sedan. Inho started to sit up, he didn’t want to puke on himself. 2021-04-21 03:05:27 +0000 UTC View Post

46: Trouble

It was a clear and bright day; Inho’s bike courier shift was over, and his restaurant shift was about to start. he hefted his bike up by the frame and carried it up the back stairs of the restaurant. His worries had been unfounded, his body felt fine, and his mood was definitely even better than fine.

He bounded up the stairs like they were nothing and greeted Jasmine warmly at the upper landing when he reached it.

“What are you so happy about?” she inquired, struggling to s...

45: Pillow Talk

CW: This chapter contains a retelling of non-violent homophobia.

Inho sipped the smoothie Stephen had made him, pausing to stir the thick strawberry liquid with his straw, then sipped some more. Stephen lay next to him on the bed, propped on one elbow, happily watching him drink. Stephen was a very conscientious post-sex lover. After they’d collapsed, panting and sticky, he’d rested only a few moments before manifesting a warm damp washcloth to wipe Inho do...

44: Deep Connection

CW: This chapter contains sex, 18+ readers only please.

Stephen slid down between Inho's bent knees, lifting his hips slightly with a firm push on his thighs, baring him. Inho’s mind quickly became a messy cloud of half-formed thoughts and desires: Please touch me– I need – I want you – Ah! Stephen’s mouth and fingers were caressing him, overwhelming him, invading him.

“Wait–” he managed to bite off the rest of the request. Even h...

43: Submission

CW: This episode contains sex and bdsm. 18+ readers only please!

Looking down at Inho on his knees lit Stephen’s nerves on fire. It was a beautiful sight; Inho was the very picture of an obedient submissive. Blood left Stephen’s brain in the best possible way, and his pulse beat rapidly, tingling in his fingers and other, lower, places. Just like that, Inho had agreed – he didn’t even discuss it. That was almost too much trust, but fuck it was hot.

Inho�...

42: And Lick Them Clean

CW: The following episode contains sex. 18+ readers only, please!

Stephen stood in the entryway of his apartment, stunned. This was not remotely where he had expected this conversation to go. But there was Inho, his bold expression betrayed by him shifting his weight nervously on his feet. He was waiting for a response. Inho cocked his head down, mouth pursed and peered shyly up through his bangs. Stephen wanted to make him wait longer just to keep looking at his absurdly charm...

41: Hide Your Wounds

Everyone knows, Stephen reflected, That if you have fights in the early stages of a relationship, it won’t work out.

Of course, he was upset – Inho had clearly used him to make Jamie jealous. That was objectively unacceptable, and an obvious red flag. He should take a step back from Inho, who was clearly not over Jamie yet. He hadn’t intended to date Inho anyway, so it should be easy. He’d certainly cut people out for less, and yet…

He didn’t want to....

40: Just Talk About It

Inho’s humiliation didn’t abate after leaving the theatre and he couldn’t bring himself to look at Stephen. He trudged along a half step behind him, eyes downcast. Stephen had let go of his hand and it felt cold in the absence. He wished the ground would crack open and swallow him up, so he could hide from the burning shame of Stephen’s rejection.

Though he knew the situation was falling apart, he couldn’t strategize to fix it yet. His mind was blank in that unique way that oc...

39: Public Display of Affection

Stephen smiled and opened his arms wide to greet Inho with a hug. Inho glanced nervously around but let himself be embraced, Stephen didn’t let go though. He looked down at Inho in the circle of his arms,

“Thanks for inviting me tonight,” Stephen said, then leaned down to kiss him.

Inho flinched back, avoiding the kiss. A hug was one thing, but, even if they were straight, public kissing was just...a big no. Stephen released him immediately and stepped back to an unfriendly ...

38: Text Me Back

Inho sent Stephen another text, “Did you eat?” it said. It was the third blue text in a row because Stephen wasn’t answering. It was two days after Stephen’s birthday, and Inho stood on the landing outside the restaurant’s back door, hiding under the ledge from the rain. He glared down at his phone and rocked forward and back onto the balls of his feet nervously.

Stephen had only been answering the occasional text, and his responses were often hours later. Was he mad at him? L...

37: A Sexy Appointment

CW: This chapter contains sex. NSFW 18+ readers only please.

Inho finished sucking the whipped cream off Stephen’s fingers, stood up, and moved to stand in front of Stephen. With Inho wedged between him and the desk Stephen couldn’t resist reaching out for him, but Inho lifted himself onto the wood with a small hop. He sat there on the polished mahogany, legs spread wide.

“There was another gift you kept asking for wasn’t there?” Inho asked, leaning into the hee...

36: Confused Feelings On Your Birthday

It was not a good start to the day. Stephen’s suit was a rumpled mess from being dropped on a pool deck, pulled onto a wet body, and cast aside again at Inho’s. It looked as lousy as he felt, and, he felt like flaming garbage. He glared at Sarah the receptionist on the way in, biting off his hellos with a curt nod. She was definitely judging him for walking in wearing last night’s clothes like some college kid.

He fell into his rolling chair with none of his usual grace. At least ...

35: Warmth

Stephen examined Inho sitting in front of him, with his earnest and shy expression as he wished Stephen a happy birthday. He looked so cozy in his grey sweatpants, and Stephen wanted to consume him: crush him and devour him with that odd aggression reserved only for the cutest things. It was taking all his willpower to maintain a calm demeanor and tell Inho he would wait. Three dates he’d said – three dates until sex. Now, here he was saying he would let Inho set the pace. Most confusing ...

34: Doubt

Inho’s teeth chattered as they speed-walked back to Stephen’s car. It was freezing and his jeans were bunching uncomfortably on his wet legs. Stephen turned briefly to beam down at him, and Inho laughed out loud. It suddenly struck him how ridiculous it was to be walking downtown late at night with a man in a suit while clutching dripping underwear. Stephen shot him quizzical look, then reached out and took his free hand.

“We’ll warm up if we walk faster. I don’t want you to g...