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    “I do not seem like anything,” Six Eyes says finally, his tone grim as he adjusts Suguru’s coat and slowly withdraws his hand, “and I was not of the impression I was something to be studied.”

    “Well, I’m sorry for overstepping. It’s just—wow,” Suguru breathes, taken aback by the chill on his skin where Six Eyes’ touch lingers. “You’re beautiful. Gorgeous, truly.”

    And there’s that warmth again, creeping over the skin of his knuckles as Suguru reaches for his hand, profuse as if he’s now drowning in blinding light.

    Six Eyes arches an eyebrow at the palm that covers his, gentle in its approach. “Have you no fear?”

    Suguru gives a wry laugh at the hint of disbelief that stains Six Eyes’ inflection. “Why would I feel fear when I’m here on my knees for someone this stunning?”

    Kairos • καιρός (n.) is an ancient Greek word meaning “the right moment” or “the opportune.”

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    07 Jul 2026

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    The knocking continued persistently as he went to unlock it. It stopped when he heard the click, and then Suguru was opening the door.

    Satoru barreled through the door as soon as the knob turned, as though he also had a hand on it, pushing it open. Suguru scrambled back from the door, and Satoru threw himself into Suguru’s arms with so much force that Suguru stumbled a few steps until his back hit the wall.

    “Holy shit, Satoru,” he shouted, hands coming up to grasp his arms. “You animal, what the hell are you doing!”

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    Suguru and Satoru had been best friends since childhood. Suguru is in love with him, and that complicates things.

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    06 Jul 2026

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    So Suguru’s moving to kiss him— big deal. His breath smells like alcohol, and Satoru should find it gross but he doesn’t. Suguru turns his chin just slowly enough for Satoru to change his mind, but all Satoru does it comply, letting Suguru’s hand guide him towards him with mischief in his eyes and a small smile, and it’s just not a big deal, they’re just fucking around: Satoru feels fully confident about the lightheartedness of this moment right up until the very second Suguru slots their lips together.

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    Or: One kiss is all it takes to make the dam crumble, to make Satoru ache for things he doesn't understand. All he craves is to keep taking pleasure from Suguru, and he can't seem to put together why Suguru's indulging him.

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    05 Jul 2026

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    "Let’s make a bet. One lesson, my way," Satoru purred in a voice that oozed confidence. "This Saturday. If you truly, honestly, deep-in-your-soul hate it... I’ll pay the full bar tab for an entire month. But if you don’t hate it…"

    It was a frankly outrageous amount of money he was offering. Suguru's voice was cautious, suspicious, but he was interested. "If I don't hate it?"

    "You have dinner with me," Satoru said, a grin beginning to stretch across his face. "I'll take you to that good shabu-shabu place up the street. My treat."

    Satoru is a former pro-skier working as an instructor after a career-ending injury. Suguru is a cute local bartender who wants nothing to do with the mountain and seems immune to his usual unwavering charm. Undeterred, Satoru makes it his personal mission to sneak past Suguru's reserved exterior, even if the guy can't ski to save his life.

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    04 Jul 2026

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    “Am I dirty?” he asked before he could think better of it.

    Suguru looked him up and down with a curious expression, squinting, searching for something that could explain whatever the hell was going on. “Huh? No… you look fine to me.”

    That’s not what I meant. Am I filthy, or am I pure?

    “Are—are you sure?” It came out weak, brittle. He lightly unclasped the hand from Suguru’s jacket which he was still holding, leaving it just hovering over the fabric. He was scared he’d burn Suguru again, but he was more scared about being unclean. “What about my hands?”

    Without reservation, Suguru gently took Satoru’s hand from the jacket and then lifted the other, still pressed to Satoru’s chest, into his own small palms. He turned his hands till his palms faced God, and Lord, did they burn, but before he could pull back, Suguru held them firmly, thumbs brushing over the lines and grooves of his palms, steady, careful, unflinching.

    “All clean, ‘Toru. I promise. See?”

    Satoru did not believe him.

    Or, Satoru wrestles with God, the Bible, and the slow, undeniable realization that he is in love with his best friend, Suguru.

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    02 Jul 2026