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“‘Kay,” Ricky whines gently to avoid the scolding as he gives into the sleepiness pulling down on his eyes. “Can I borrow your shoulder?”

Of course you can borrow my shoulder, Gyuvin thinks, but can’t you die in my arms instead? It takes seven minutes to get to the dorm by car, and it takes Ricky a total of three to fall asleep, and Gyuvin is happy to be the one he leans on.

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You’re it, he says, like they’ve been playing a long game of tag. First, it was Gyuvin chasing Ricky down the halls of Yuehua, then Ricky chasing Gyuvin into the door of his dorm on Boys Planet, even through the neatly taped Keep Out sign. Then, Gyuvin running after Ricky during their debut showcase, right into the crowd of awaiting fans. And now, tagging each other in Ricky’s arms in the nest of their shared bedroom. In every universe, it’s cat and mouse. Gyuvin breathes him in by the scent of his neck like he can’t get enough of him, squeezes Ricky until his bones pop and mold to his body, and these are the things that make him shake.

Tag, you’re it.

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