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152 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 10, 2019






"Come on. Let's get through this. You can hide behind me if you need to."
"...if this is you trying to pretend once again that I am not taller than you, it is not working."
"I still have a good fifty pounds in pure muscle mass on you."
"I am aware how heavy you are, Malcolm."
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⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*A Bit Boring But Still Cute*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱
“It annoys you that I’m gentle with you?”
“Yes.”
“Does it?” Malcolm murmured. “Or is that what you’re really afraid of? That you don’t know how to be gentle with me in return?”
“…it is a possibility…”
“You are. In your own way, you are.” Even with his face hidden against Seong-Jae’s throat, Malcolm’s smile was in the warmth in his voice, the steady grip of his hands against Seong-Jae’s flesh. “You snarl at me to sleep when I’m working myself ragged. You sing me to sleep when I’m restless. You drive when I’m too tired. You bring me food when I’m not well, you listen when everything inside me aches, you tell me it’s all right to feel the way I feel when this job hurts.” He chuckled. “It’s like being hugged by a hedgehog…but it’s still a hug.”

“.....You’re already with me. Wherever you are in relation to the other people in your life…with me, you’re right here. And that’s all that matters.”
“Is it?” Seong-Jae asked, heart in his throat. “Is that really all that matters?”
“It is to me.” Malcolm enveloped him in a tight embrace, holding him as if he was something precious, and buried his face against Seong-Jae’s shoulder. “I’m easy in the end, Seong-Jae. Simple. If I want you, I want the you I came to know long before I realized I had feelings for you. You don’t have to suddenly change into someone else to fit this mold of boyfriend. I don’t want you to be anyone else. If you want to be with me…just be you.”
Fuck. Fuck, Seong-Jae had not meant this conversation to turn this way, to dig so raw and deep at his emotions. Swallowing roughly, he turned his head to rest his cheek to Malcolm’s hair. “Even if who I am is completely broken?”
“That would be a yes.”
“Tch.”
“You know it only turns me on when you get violent.” “I am fairly certain you could be aroused by someone breathing,” Seong-Jae snarled."
“And here I thought you had impeccable gaydar.” He lingered on Seong-Jae with a longer, shrewder look. “And you are…?”
“Taken,” Malcolm growled sharply, brows a thunderhead."
“Malcolm…” Ah, Seong-Jae… Malcolm’s eyes burned, but he never stopped touching Seong-Jae, holding him, rubbing over his back to remind him Malcolm was here, Malcolm had him, Malcolm wouldn’t let him go. “Just hold on to me,” he breathed again. “Just hold on.”

“You snarl at me to sleep when I’m working myself ragged. You sing me to sleep when I’m restless. You drive when I’m too tired. You bring me food when I’m not well, you listen when everything inside me aches, you tell me it’s all right to feel the way I feel when this job hurts.” He chuckled. “It’s like being hugged by a hedgehog…but it’s still a hug.”
Moral boundaries blur, lines cross, and even as a secretive puppetmaster watches from the shadows both Malcolm and Seong-Jae must make a choice. ...

... happiness can't, and lost happiness can't be somehow magically recovered like the sand once the hourglass has fully tipped over.


Nothing good ever comes of remembering old things ...

I saw a hundred thousand blackbirds
Just flying thru the sky
And they seemed to form a teardrop
From a black haired angel’s eye
That tear fell all around me
And it washed my sins away
Now everything is cool
Everything’s okay ...
(John Prine)

["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>Please, he thought, as he wrapped both arms around Malcolm and drew the old wolf down atop him, bringing their bodies together, locking warmth to warmth, emotion to emotion. Do not ever let me go.
I do not know how to hold together, without you.



❝Be careful,❞ he urged, slate blue eyes holding him, and Seong-Jae squeezed his hand.
❝I always am.❞
A tight smile flicked across Malcolm’s lips. ❝Says the man who nearly shot the window out of a jet.❞
❝I hope this will not turn into your version of ❛and look who jumped in front of a car.❜❞

