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    Tales from the Loververse... fics based around songs from Taylor's Lover and beyond.

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    This fic is a gift! For you and anyone who reads it!

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    “Okay, Jisung. I’ll help you out, because the sooner you realize the better,” Minho frowns, pouring water over his newly mixed teabag. Steam wafts up in a blooming cloud, interrupting his clear view of Jisung.

    “Excuse me?”

    “They’re trying to set us up,” Minho tips his chin in the direction of the matchmakers, all of them tittering and avoiding their eyes to huddle together when Jisung turns around. “They think they have some sort of gift. They’ve been on my ass for years. You’re new, and they lured you in, and now they’re sending you over here to get lemon balm tea because it’s supposed to make you lucky in love. It’s as good as cupid’s arrow around here.”

    “Oh,” Jisung’s throat bobs when he swallows. His cheeks grow even pinker. “I’m not looking for a relationship.”

    Minho snorts, rolling his eyes before he can think better of it. “That makes two of us.” He sets the freshly brewed cup on top of a saucer, slides it on the top of the bar and into Jisung’s hands.

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    Felix's fingers catch on one of the clips. “Oh, this is pretty. Where’d you get it?”

    Hyunjin debates telling him the truth. My stalker got them for me. Apparently he’s rich enough to afford two thousand dollar hair clips. He leaves me long, rambling voicemails. He knows where I live. He thinks I’m beautiful. He says he’s been dreaming about me.

    It sounds insane even in his own head.

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    “’Morning,” Mike grumbled, voice low from sleep.

    “Noon,” Max corrected, as if she hadn’t only woken up thirty minutes before him.

    “Wow,” he replied, squinting at the light. “Nobody thought to wake me?”

    It happened casually after that, so casually it almost didn’t register at first. El laughed at something Lucas said, then turned toward Mike and leaned in, instinctively, easily, pressing a kiss to his lips like it was the most logical way to say good morning to him.

     

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    Or: Mike and Will have been together for a year and a half when El comes back. The problem is, El assumes she and Mike are still together. The bigger problem is that Mike doesn’t realize Will thinks he might choose her.

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    “Tough shit, brother. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.”

    The “game” being who, between Jack and Robby, would have the most patients with foreign objects lodged in their asses this holiday season. Jack eked out the win with 21; Robby only had 17.

    “It’s not fair,” Robby grumbled. “No one’s trying to get it on at 11 in the morning. That's the kind of shit you do after the sun goes down.”

    Jack shrugged. “You agreed to the terms and conditions. Here, turn around, let me get the back.”

    The “prize” that Robby won stared at him in the mirror as Jack zipped up the back of his costume. It was the annual PTMC holiday/new year’s party (lumped together, because they couldn’t be fucked to have two separate parties, and it was cheaper), and Robby would be attending dressed as Santa Claus. The scratchy white beard was practically suffocating him, and the shiny red fabric of the coat and pants was stretched tight across his arms, stomach, and thighs.

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