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The distance from the hotel to Leo’s apartment was fourteen blocks. On any ordinary day, it would be a nice walk, a stretch that Ian could take slowly and enjoy. …Or so he thought. But he quickly realized he was kidding himself. Before he even managed a single block, Ian clutched his aching waist and hailed a cab. After giving the cab driver Leo’s address, it dawned on him that Leo might not even be home. If that was the case, he’d either have to head back to the hotel or plead his way into…-
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Consciousness was definitely awake, though Ian just couldn’t open his eyes. Barely mustering the remaining strength in him, Ian lifted his eyelids from beneath the sheets. The room was dim with the curtains drawn, and he couldn’t tell how much time had passed. “...Ugh,” Without thinking, he tried to get up, but the moment he leaned on his arm to push himself up, he slumped back down. His whole body felt like it had been thoroughly beaten. Well, it sort of had been. Groaning, Ian…
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"Ah, ah... Wait a minute! ...Ah," Was the talk of becoming a beast merely about sexual preference? That thought was fleeting. Rough, assertive, passionate... No description seemed sufficient. Revenant seemed like someone who didn't know the word 'stop'. No, more like a beast that didn't understand human language. After biting Ian's collarbone, Revenant didn't stop his teeth and moved his hands. The shirt, which was being unbuttoned, ripped apart at the last button, unable to be undone. The sound…
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The headache struck suddenly. Ian, who had fallen back asleep, woke up screaming in the dead of night. Without any warning, it felt as though a finely sharpened axe had split his brain. While he could barely manage to let out a sound, gasping for breath, someone began sanding down his split brain with a scraping motion. It felt like a massive blender was spinning inside his head. His mind was being ground down into fine powder, slowly swelling, as if to burst out of his skull. Desperately trying to…
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The dream was warm. Ian lay with his eyes closed, feeling a profound sense of drowsiness. His head rested on a soft feather pillow, like drifting on a cloud. Someone’s warm hand gently touched his forehead repeatedly. Ian smiled faintly, rubbing his cheek against the warm palm. It seemed that he was on the phone. “…It’s not like that.” Ian liked the low whisper of his voice. When he slightly lowered his head to look into Ian’s eyes, speaking so closely that Ian could feel his…
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“Hurry up. I’m on the verge of losing my mind from curiosity, so please, find out something—anything. I’m begging you.” The only person Ian could rely on was Leo. Though Leo had said that the only answer was to stay away from the Revenant, Ian simply couldn’t do that. The reply came two days later. : Cracked it. The one-on-one chat window blinked. Ian switched his screen, giving top priority to the chat window. Though he was in the middle of a hacking job commissioned by Tim Hogan,…
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Leo, with a fork in his mouth, mumbled as Ian approached. Ian lightly tapped his forehead with the water pitcher. “I told you not to use that word.” “What’s the problem? I mean, it really looks good on you. Or is it that you look good because you’re wearing it?” Grumbling, Leo resumed picking at his salad with his fork. “It really suits you. I like it. You should wear it at home. Just for me.” With that, Ian was tempted to find a job that didn’t require a black apron and bow…
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“Alright. But tell me who that guy is.” Leo Sebastian wasn’t a fool. Just as Ian had questions for him, Leo had questions for Ian too. “That guy, right? The one who did this to my arm.” “Yeah.” “Who is he?” “…I don’t know. That’s what I’m trying to find out.” After a brief exchange, they moved locations. With Leo whining about being hungry, they grabbed burgers and fries nearby before heading to an apartment where Leo was staying temporarily. The building…
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The convenience of selective memory was a blessing. Disagreeable and sad events could be forgotten quickly, leaving nearly no trace. When his adoptive father was murdered, or when his mother succumbed to severe depression and schizophrenia and began losing her mind, Ian didn’t let the tragedy consume him or fall apart. He considered himself lucky for it. Even now, when he looked back, the significant, painful memories were already faint. He barely remembered the bone-chilling dampness of the drizzling…
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When he opened his eyes again, he was alone. Ian slowly turned his head, gazing at the sheets, which faintly held traces of them both. He had slept with Revenant. They hadn’t had sex, but it felt like a more intimate act than that. He’d shown himself completely vulnerable, spilling raw emotions, and the other had simply held him, unperturbed and steady. Remembering the whispers that had lingered by his ear, Ian clenched his eyes shut. If I hadn’t been angry, I might’ve given myself…
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