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    “I have been trying hard to keep from doing heroin recently,” she sighed, removing a few more shards of the syringe in his skin. She wrapped a hand towel around the wound on his foot. “I was about to kiss you but then I noticed the blood. Which is why I got distracted,” Bora said, shrugging. She figured it was a good reason to turn her attention to the blood on his foot.

“I know right. It’s like i’m a magician.” He mumbles, flinching slightly as a particularly large piece was taken from his foot. “Fuckkk.” He groans. “I just don’t want you to do heroin? Is that too much to ask?”He says softly, putting his arms behind his head.

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    “It’s amazing that you have an ability to turn my drug panic into something about you,” she grumbled, getting down onto her knees so that she could carefully use her slender fingers to remove the glass that had dug deep into his foot. “I mean, you were really dramatic. It would have been great. But maybe don’t step on needles.”

“Bora, I really don’t give a fuck what you think. You don’t want me anymore.” He mumbles, leaning against the table behind him to keep his balance. He’d let her take the glass out but after that.. he wouldn’t just let the conversation they’d had go. “I’m not gonna let you change the subject by the way.”

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    “You’re an idiot,” Bora snapped, grabbing his foot in a more aggressive way, holding it carefully. “Xanax isn’t going to get the glass out of your foot so shut up and let me take it out,” she grumbled. It was bullshit that he gave her such nonsense for her drug use but he was about to skip off into the distance for Xanax.

“Bora i’m a drug dealer. I’ve bled before.” He mumbles, shaking his head. “Don’t touch me.” He steps back, only nudging the glass further into his foot. “I should go home. I need a xanax or something.” 

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    Angel just looked smug. Because they had managed to get their way and Park was getting the food that Angel wanted. They smiled and raised their hands up towards them. “I keep telling you that those are dangerous words to use around someone that eats as much as I do and someone that is as whiny as I am,” Angel sighed.

      Laughing Park make sure to get everything the other had asked for. Knowing there’s way no way he would turn down anything they wanted from him. “Whatever you want Angel, you know that.” He teased smiling as he sat down beside them.

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    “You’ve got a baby face and then you have this sharp ass jawline,” Lala teased, pressing a finger against his lips before quickly removing her finger. She was paying no mind to the girls in the warehouse that were sending her withering glares, instead choosing to focus on him. “You’re so protective of me, makes me really happy,” she said, smiling. Lala wasn’t someone that was used to people having her back. Even if it was in a jokey way.

      “A baby face, really?” He teased while he shook his head before pretending to bite at her. Not that he would actually bite her for tapping him. “Don’t you tap my chin.” He teased while he flashed a smile her way, laughing a little when he heard. “Yes, I can be the Daddy that brings you around to make sure no little snots get you. I want to make sure you aren’t getting hurt out there.” He teased while he took a bite of his pizza humming softly. “Of course it does.”

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    Bora sighed quietly as she ducked her head and stared down at the ground. A frown came onto her lips. “You’re bleeding, you idiot,” she grumbled. She reached down and lifted his foot up, nudging him. “Keep it up, I’m going to clean your foot up,” Bora said, deciding that this was a much more important thing to address than anything else at the moment.

He licked over his bottom lip, a soft sigh escaping his lip. “You don’t get to decide that.” He whispers, reaching forward to push his fingers through her hair. “If you want me.. kiss me. If you don’t… then you can do whatever the fuck you want. Just don’t come crying to me when you start to miss me… Because I would do anything for you.. But if you don’t care.. that’s your call.”

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    Angel looked rather pleased as they looked over at him. “Then get mozzarella sticks too and I’ll sit in your lap while I’m sitting there,” they offered, grinning as they looked at him. They got down onto the couch and curled up, bringing a pillow to their chest.

    “You don’t need to thank me.” He whispered pressing other to their lips as he smiled at them. “I will give you all the food you want because you look so cute. I would never be able to turn down someone so cute.” He teased as he moved to order the pizza that the other requested from him.

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    “You’ve got a baby face, so you’re good as well,” she teased, reaching up and gently tapping the tip of her finger against his chin. “You can be the Daddy that brings me around and makes sure the rude little snots don’t attack me,” she laughed. She snickered quietly and ate the pizza before drinking some of the beer that was next to where she was sitting, half in his lap. “Makes me want to be filthy.”

      “I think you are young looking enough to still go. I will just tag along and make sure that all the little kids don’t beat you up and take your candy.” He teased while he flashed the male a smile as he looked at the female flashing a smile. With his arms wrapped around her, the male is humming. “Yeah scream in a different way.”

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    If it had been anyone else, she probably would have screamed. She didn’t know what to deal with the threats that had been thrown in her face. She rubbed at her eyes with the palms of her hands. “I don’t know what to do. I finally got out of here to go shopping for us so that we can eat something. But one of them was there. And they are going to do things if they see me again,” she mumbled. No matter of who she was with. He would grab her and drag her to do whatever he wanted from her.

     He knows what she is doing but he doesn’t want to go into fighting. He wants to know what happened to lead her here, to make her think this was a smart choice. “Bora, I know when you’re lying to me. I of all people should be someone you never lie to.” He comments as he stayed calmed not wanting to start a major fight when all he wanted was to help her. “Do you want to talk to me, I can help you. I know what you want to do but I’m here and you should let me help you.”

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    Bora regretted the words immediately but it was too late for her to take the words back. And she was too angry to really let that go like that. Her jaw dropped as he tossed the syringe onto the ground and stepped on it. He was lucky that it was unused. He was unlucky that she had the heroin the back pocket of her jeans. “Why the hell would you die for someone like me? I’m complete and utter fucking trash. I’m not worth your time!”

Jackson felt his heart stop, tears filling his eyes. Part of him knew that she would say that.. but he was hoping she wouldn’t. He himself had struggled with drug addiction but.. she was next level. He dropped the needle to the floor, his temper getting the best of him. So of course, the heel of his foot slammed down onto the syringe, blood beginning to fall onto the floor beneath him. “If you don’t want me here I won’t stay. But you know all I want is to help you. I would die for you Bora. But you’re throwing it all away. You need help !!”

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    Taewoo let out a frustrated noise as he flopped back down onto the couch and put his hands over his mouth. He was trying his hardest not to yell at the other for being so dense. He just wanted to feel like he knew what the other was up to. It all seemed so secretive. And of course his brain went to the absolutely worst possible reasons for this. “You don’t trust me, and I don’t know why. I’m not the one running around and not telling you where I’m going. I’ve told you about all my filthy skeletons.”

     “I went out with a friend,” Ezra tried to explain for the millionth time. “What is there to explain?” He didn’t know what he did to deserve this treatment. He was always honest. He was going out with a friend. Told him his name, even offered to let him go out to dinner with them. His teacher would be furious but Ezra could live with him being upset at him for a couple days than live with Taewoo who thought he was a cheating bastard. But nothing would work. He was convinced that it was all a setup. 

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    “They’re kind of shitty if they’re going to toss you out of your life because you like to fuck boys,” Hui pointed out. He was never the kind of person to sugar coat things. “Cause I feel like I’m some kind of massive shame.”

     “They’re not shitty people,” Riley answered upset that he would even call him family shitty. “Please I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Why does it even matter if people know?”

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    Jiyong pressed a gentle kiss against his lips and gave him another smile. “I think you’re adorable,” he said with a small hum. He pressed another kiss against his cheek. He slipped his arms around him a bit tighter. He just wanted to be close to his boyfriend. “You’re going to stay with me if you can, right?” Jiyong asked softly. He nestled his face against his shoulder.

He scooted willingly when the other pushed him off; Byunghun knew it was difficult for the other, but didn’t know how difficult. Hence, they weren’t able to do a lot of things and Hun felt like he has to hold himself back. But he was good at hiding that. A smile grazes his lips when he’s called cuddly, his arm resting over Jiyong’s torso while the latter’s leg rests over Hun’s hip. 

“Yeah…It does…” He said absentmindedly while committing this feeling to memory. As if it won’t happen again. 

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    “Thank you,” Angel mumbled as they pressed a tiny kiss to Park’s lips. “But I want food for the effort I put into being this cute. And wearing clothes that makes me look like the cutest,” they teased, keeping close to the male. “We could get pizza. With pineapple.”

    “They wouldn’t be able to touch on our cuteness at all.” The male teased as he flashed a smile at them knowing they looked the cutest when they blushed. “I’m never ever going to hurt you Angel, promise.” He cooed knowing he would never hurt Angel. With arms slipping around his neck he pulled the other closer to him.

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    Immediately Bora’s hands withdrew from where they had dug into his drawer. She was frozen, because she had been caught in the act of screwing over someone that had done so much for her. But she was scared and she needed to feel that detached numbness. “I was looking for something cute,” she said, her words coming out too fast to be the truth. None of the casualness was there, or her smile. She still wasn’t entirely facing him.

    Yejoon was in search of Bora when he got in. Not seeing her sitting in the living room or any of her normal places he is going to find her. Stepping into the bedroom, he is shocked to see her going through things causing him to clear his throat rather loudly. He isn’t mad, he can’t be mad she had been doing good it was bound to happen at some point. “Bora what are you doing?”

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    “Good. I look like I’m young enough that I could go trick or treating. We could go as something cute together,” she said, running her fingers through his hair and leaning against him. At least he seemed amused by the way that she had screamed when she had gotten scared. “I’m going to make you scream tonight. Either out of fright or anger at my bullshit.”

     "I’m not worried about you snapping my neck between your thighs.“ He teased, though he wasn’t going to admit there was a slight worry about it. "That happened in the movie?” He asked while he smiled laughing when the girl ended up screaming. Holding onto her he pulled her closer nuzzling his face against her neck. “We can totally go trick or treating together.”

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    Kind of a hard question. “I mean, I’m not going to die right now. Maybe in ten years, but not right this second,” he offered. It was the very best that he could do. Because he was going to die. But people were living longer with cystic fibrosis than they had been living. “Maybe longer,” he added. He had no idea. He hadn’t been in the hospital for a while, which was a nice place to start out.

     Chae didn’t say anything as he sat next to the other male. He didn’t know what was happening other than there was so weird fucking vest strapped to the other guy. He didn’t know what to say or if he should say or if he should leave. “So, you’re not going to die?” Chae asked.