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God this is delicious 😋

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Oo boy it's finally happening 😳

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Until I Found You

Summary - After Tony is locked up in prison, Alan orders the whole pack to stay at one place. The offer extends to Kim, Pete and Kenta.

Kenta deals with the aftermath of everything, stuck in a never ending loop. It is on him now where he goes, whether he moves on or allows the ghosts of his past to consume him whole.

Fandom - Pit Babe

Rating - Mature

Relationship - Kim/Kenta

Status - On-going (14,239 words, 4 chapters)

Additional tags - Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mental Health Issues, Psychological Trauma, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Recovery, Isolation, Healing, Depression, Childhood Trauma, Character Study, Violence, Torture, Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Slow Burn, Redemption, Friendship, Emotional Growth, Character Development, Comfort, Found Family, Alcohol, Babe being Babe, I mean Dramatic AF, Medical Inaccuracies, Panic Attacks, Drowning, Past Child Abuse, Past Sexual Abuse, Experimentation, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Not Beta Read, Dead Dove: Do Not Read

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I am looking so so so respectfully and not at all in a homosexual manner

(via Garfield’s IG)

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: พิษเบ๊บ | Pit Babe (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kenta/Kim (Pit Babe) Characters: Kenta (Pit Babe), Kim (Pit Babe), Babe (Pit Babe), Charlie (Pit Babe), Sonic (Pit Babe), Alan (Pit Babe), Jeff (Pit Babe), North (Pit Babe) Additional Tags: Fluffy Ending Summary:

After the fall of Tony’s empire, Kenta struggles to find his place in a world that no longer demands his sacrifice. Kim, determined to show Kenta his life has value, pushes him to embrace the simple joys he’s been denied—while hoping Kenta might one day love him back.

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Kenta’s lips twitched, but he smothered the almost-smile. “I don’t… fit. Not like that.”

Kim’s frown deepened. “Kenta, you’re part of this team now. You saved us. You don’t have to keep punishing yourself.” His voice softened, and he reached out, hesitating before resting a hand on Kenta’s arm. “You deserve to live, not just survive.”

Kenta stiffened at the touch, his eyes dropping to Kim’s hand. He wanted to pull away, to retreat into the familiar walls he’d built, but Kim’s warmth anchored him. “You don’t get it,” he muttered. “I don’t know how to do that.”

“Then let me show you,” Kim said firmly. “Starting tonight.”That evening, Kim dragged Kenta to a bustling night market, the air thick with the scent of grilled skewers and sweet sticky rice. Kenta’s eyes widened, taking in the chaotic swirl of lights, vendors shouting, and couples laughing as they wove through the crowd. He’d only ever been to places like this to stalk or gather intel, never to just… be.

“Kim, this is stupid,” Kenta grumbled, dodging a kid running past with a glowing toy. “Why are we here?”“Because you’ve never been to a night market for fun,”

Kim said, grabbing Kenta’s wrist and pulling him toward a stall piled high with fried dumplings. “And that’s a crime.

Come on, pick something.”Kenta stared at the steaming trays, his usual decisiveness faltering. “I don’t know what I like.”Kim’s expression softened, and he ordered a mix of dumplings, handing Kenta a paper plate.

“Try these. If you hate them, we’ll get something else. No pressure.”Kenta took a cautious bite, the savory burst of flavor catching him off guard. He chewed slowly, then nodded. “It’s… good.”

Kim grinned, his eyes crinkling. “See? That’s step one. Now, let’s find you a hobby. Something that doesn’t involve knives or spying.”

Kenta snorted, but he followed Kim through the market, letting the alpha’s enthusiasm chip away at his resistance. They stopped at a stall selling hand-carved trinkets, where Kim insisted Kenta pick out a small wooden keychain shaped like a car.

“For your new life,” Kim said, pressing it into Kenta’s hand. “A reminder you’re not Tony’s weapon anymore.”Kenta’s throat tightened, and he slipped the keychain into his pocket, his fingers lingering on it.

“You’re too soft, Kim,” he said, but his voice lacked its usual edge.“Maybe,” Kim replied, nudging Kenta’s shoulder. “But you need soft. And I’m not going anywhere.

It’s about the fact that Kim wants Kenta to live. He wants him to stop being a self-sacrificing idiot and to live and understand that his life has value. He wants to rescue Kenta from bad guys so that he can have to chance at the life he was denied. He wants Kenta to love and he wants him to want to live

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Is it jealous of kim or benz

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Kim after having a mild argument with Babe:

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Thanks to who created this AI video of grafiled like seriously 😳

I want more

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Stop it 🛑 (don't stop) this is called teasing Mr. Garfield 🐈

Should I call him an orange cat or a dark horse

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So damn handsome Garfield 😘

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The nest of blankets and Kim’s jacket saturated with Kim Minsu’s burnt-sugar scent, now spiked with the primal edge of a heat. Night had fallen and Kim’s rut, already a medical crisis from year of suppressant had tipped into a rut, his Alpha instincts roaring. He lay splayed on the sheets, flushed, sweating, his racer’s build trembling, his eyes fever-bright as they locked on Kenta, who sat beside him, knife on the nightstand, cedarwood scent steady. Kim’s desires were a wildfire—lick, touch, fuck Kenta, explore every scar, claim him—and when he touched kentas muscle something rored at him the feeling to be under kenta to be controlled by kenta is making him want to beg kenta for it but his body was weak, his strength sapped by days of fever.

“Kenta,” Kim whined, voice raw, his hands reaching, fingers grazing Kenta’s arm, aching to pull him closer, to feel him inside, to lose himself in the man he loved. His mind was a haze, his Alpha pride gone, only need remaining, every scar on Kenta’s skin a map he wanted to trace.Kenta’s dark eyes softened, his hand catching Kim’s, gentle but firm, grounding him. He leaned forward, pressing a tender kiss to Kim’s forehead, his lips cool against Kim’s burning skin. “You’re not in your right mind for that,” Kenta said, voice low, steady, a quiet command laced with care. “Sleep, Kim. I’m here.”Kim whimpered, his body screaming, his rut demanding Kenta, but Kenta don't want there first time to be in kim being in the haze of rut and driven by need.

“Want you,” Kim mumbled, his hands clutching Kenta’s shirt, no strength to fight, his haze softening under Kenta’s touch. Kenta shifted, lying beside him, pulling Kim close, his arms a fortress. He murmured soft words—“You’re safe, rest”—his fingers stroking Kim’s hair, coaxing him into sleep. Kim’s eyes fluttered, his body sinking, holding Kenta tightly, his breath evening as sleep claimed him, Kenta’s warmth his anchor.

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Garfield is not far from loving benz himself without shying away

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Best pair ever hands down 🫠

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Benz is in love and God it's beautiful too watch 💖

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Kenta mate your distracting 🫣