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88: Shame

“Okay you got me, I don’t like being alone. I’m a fuck up with no family, toxic friendships, and all my ex-lovers hate me. This has been so enlightening, I feel all better, wow!”

Ms. ...

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87: The Group Date

“I won’t tell you to contact him, but perhaps this is a place where we could practice exercising empathy as we’ve discussed?”

Stephen clicked his tongue. “He ghosted me.”

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86: Childhood Friend

Ms. Chowdhury handed Stephen his tea. She started each of their sessions with a soothing brewed offering. Stephen was completely aware that he was acting too suspicious towards her, but he couldn...

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85: Wait, What?

Stephen crossed his legs and folded his hands on his knee. Perched lightly on the tufted leather couch, nestled amongst raw silk cushions in tasteful colors, he narrowed his eyes at the psychologis...

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84: The Most Beautiful Man Alive

“So then, after she fucking kicked me out in the middle of this foreign city,” Inho threw back a small glass of soju and slammed the small cup on the table, “She ignored me the whole time, th...

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83: I Don’t Want to Go, I Don’t Want to Stay

Inho’s grandfather had had a stroke. Since he wasn’t close with the man, the trip home to help out was a coincidence he was trying not to feel grateful for. His mother was having a tough time t...

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82: The Truth, The Proof

Inho didn’t believe it.

“Couldn’t it be some sort of misunderstanding?” he attempted lamely, “I don’t see why he would get you fired on purpose.”

“Inho,” the way Jamie...

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81: A Sushi Date With Your Ex

After a long night of really nailing down the joys of reunion, the next morning they somehow woke up early enough to cuddle. In the austere decor of Stephen’s apartment, it felt extra cozy to snu...

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VOTE HERE: Milestone Reward Poll #1

Healthy Turkeys, the poll is up! Thanks to everyone who left fun suggestions! I added 3 of mine and 3 of yours~ Please get your votes in by Friday May 14th! 

Note that if a chapter is ch...

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Info Update! Milestone Reward and Chapters

Hey Lucky Pennies here's a few updates!  And welcome to the new readers who have joined, I'm SO grateful for your support! Got lots of things planned to share <3

  • Milesto...

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Nakey Fanart

Just wanted to share the bare bum version of this fanart I got from Andy_draws as a bday gift! (since I can't post it on Tapas or Wattpad). Enjoy!

Andy makes The Right Twin, and is a close fr...

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MILESTONE REACHED!

Wahhh!! Lacey gloves, we hit 15 Patrons! Which means I'm gonna do a Patreon-Exclusive vote for an extra!! 

It can be an extra written scene (800ish words) or an artwork! The art of Inho ...

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80: Ghost

They broke up the next day. Well, not so much broke up as Inho just left. Ran away. Ghosted was probably the right word, he mused. Was he the ghost? He felt like one: brittle and hollow, dead insid...

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79: Love?

Stephen was coming to get him. Inho’s legs bounced with nervous energy, and he was sweating slightly in his sweater. The call had been brief; Stephen had simply asked where he was and told him to...

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78: Coffee Shop Woes

Inho left the lecture hall feeling wrung dry. Despite being stressed and upset, the test had gone fine. Not because he’d studied well (though he had) but because he’d learned English as a child...

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77: Cheaters Gonna Cheat

Inho paused from singing to catch his breath. Jasmine grinned at him, still belting along with the music. They were speeding down the highway, 20km over the speed limit, shouting along with an angr...

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76: Clear Headed

Stephen sagged, sighing and reaching for the chair he’d knocked over, “You’re such an asshole.”

“I know,” Chris chirped, “We made each other this way. But hey, I’ll still chee...

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75: What You've Sown

“Fuuuuuck,” Stephen dragged his palms over his face, “What the hell are you doing here?”

Chris was lying on the bed next to him, face propped on his fist, smiling from ear to ear.

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74: Dead Leaves

Inho plucked a dead leaf from the vine that hung beside his bed. It was struggling lately, and he wasn’t sure why. It had grown several feet since he’d got it, why was it suddenly dying? He con...

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73: Helplessness

In the backseat of his car, still hard inside his lover, Stephen began to panic. Inho’s terrible sobs seemed impossibly loud – gut-wrenching and hopeless. This was not a normal sub drop reactio...

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72: Raw

Content Warning: This chapter includes unsafe BDSM practices that should not be replicated in any way. NSFW 18+

“Here?” Stephen’s voice was low and husky in In...

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71: Midnight Picnic

This chapter contains sexual content. NSFW 18+ readers please.

Inho peered out of the rain-spattered window. There were no streetlamps here, but he could see trees and shapes that lo...

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70: Drive

Stephen deftly navigated them out of the downtown core. The streets were quiet, as if all the city’s denizens were hiding from the rain on a cold Monday night.

Inho sat silently and picked ...

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69: Get Hit?

Inho sat on the edge of a booth and leaned his head against the leather. He’d popped by the restaurant to tell Nathan he could start work again next week, but it was really just an excuse to hang...

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68: Talk Shit

By noon, Inho still hadn’t replied, so Stephen agreed to get brunch with Chris and Blaire to take his mind off it. The hangover persisted, and when he and Connor joined the others at a packed bru...

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67: Hungover

Stephen blinked awake to a hand resting on his cheek. He expected Inho – it wasn’t. Connor was sprawled next to him, somehow taking up 75% of the bed despite being about five inches and 40lbs s...

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66: A Secret

Adrenaline coursed through him on the ride down the elevator – a hot nauseous wave of frustrated energy. Inho needed to get out of there before he did or said something he’d regret.

He di...

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65: Boiling Over

Stephen dropped the hem of Inho’s sweater and returned his stare, “Why are you being so rude?” he demanded, shocked.

Inho didn’t answer, just slapped his hand away, and stormed back t...

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64: Drunk

In the kitchen, Stephen was opening and closing cupboard doors as if the wine were hiding somewhere mysterious and not sitting plainly on the granite countertop.

Inho picked it up and started...

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63: Your Mom

At dinner, Stephen held Inho’s hand under the table while he talked to his friends, and squeezed it frequently accompanied by small secret smiles. He was drinking a lot of wine at Chris’ persua...

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