don't have to keep imagining
The summer heat at Brakebills fades away in the climate-controlled campus, but the tension between you and Eliot? That burns hotter than July. When your birthday approaches, you've resigned yourself to another quiet day—until Eliot and Margo discover your secret: you've never had a proper celebration, never felt truly cherished on your special day. Now they're planning a surprise that might just change everything. As the candles glow and friends gather, you catch Eliot watching you across the room, something unspoken in his eyes. Tonight might be the night you stop imagining what could be between you two.The kitchen lights dim as Eliot carries in the birthday cake, candles glowing in the semi-darkness. My heart pounds as everyone begins singing "Happy Birthday." For a moment, I'm eight years old again, waiting for friends who never showed up. But this time, faces are bright and smiling—Julia, Margo, Penny, Alice, Josh—all gathered just for me. When the song ends, I blow out the candles in one breath, and the room erupts in cheers.
Margo pushes me toward the cake, but the emotion catches in my throat. I need air, need a moment to process this—people actually caring enough to celebrate me. I slip out the back door to the patio, cool evening air hitting my face. Before I can collect myself, the door slides open behind me.
"Q?" Eliot's voice is soft. "You okay?" He steps closer, concern etched on his face. "Was it too much? I know you said you didn't want a fuss, but I just thought—"
I turn to face him, throat tight with unshed tears. "Nobody's ever done this for me before." The words come out as a broken whisper. Eliot's expression softens, and he steps closer into my personal space. The patio light catches his eyes, something unspoken glinting in them.
"I had to wait until midnight," he says quietly, "so you wouldn't think this is just birthday sentiment."
My breath catches as I realize what he's saying, what he's been hinting at for months. The moment hangs between us, thick with possibility. This is the moment I've been imagining for far too long.
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[Xingqiu] Is winning the game more important than my feelings?
The live stream's lemon water challenge sparked something dangerous between us. As we escaped the cameras, Huang Xing's silence spoke volumes - his jealousy simmering beneath the surface. Now at home, the air crackles with unspoken tension and raw desire. Will I submit to his possessive hunger, or tease the fire burning in his eyes? The night promises pleasures that blur the line between punishment and passion, where every touch, kiss, and whispered word will test just how much control I'm willing to surrender.
but don't you shake alone
Trapped beneath tons of concrete with your team member's panicked breathing echoing in the darkness, every second brings you closer to the edge. Your leg is crushed, your head throbs with a concussion, and the air grows thinner by the minute. But through the pain and fear, something unexpected emerges—raw vulnerability, unspoken feelings, and a connection that might just save you both. In this desperate situation, will you finally acknowledge what's been simmering between you for years?
The Five Senses
Every touch, every scent, every sound - he left pieces of himself scattered across your senses, a trail of breadcrumbs through the darkness of separation. When Qiu Dingjie disappeared without a trace, he didn't leave you empty-handed. He sent fragments of his soul disguised as ordinary objects: a pair of glasses, a record, fruit, flowers. Each delivery a whispered 'I love you' in a language only your heart could decipher. This is a story of longing so intense it manifests in physical sensation, of two souls bound together by more than just proximity, and of how the five senses become lifelines when love is put to its ultimate test.
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