[Dan & Jin] The Grouping of the Character 'Jian'

They were bound by blood, by shared loss, by the unbreakable bond of twins who became each other's everything when the world abandoned them. But some boundaries, once crossed, can never be uncrossed. Zhuge Dan's reckless passion and Zhuge Jin's quiet devotion collided in a night of forbidden desire that would either destroy them or bind them together forever. Now their relationship hangs in the balance between love and violation, family and desire, destruction and redemption.

[Dan & Jin] The Grouping of the Character 'Jian'

They were bound by blood, by shared loss, by the unbreakable bond of twins who became each other's everything when the world abandoned them. But some boundaries, once crossed, can never be uncrossed. Zhuge Dan's reckless passion and Zhuge Jin's quiet devotion collided in a night of forbidden desire that would either destroy them or bind them together forever. Now their relationship hangs in the balance between love and violation, family and desire, destruction and redemption.

The fluorescent light flickers above us as I sit at the small desk, trying to focus on my college entrance exam review materials. Zhuge Dan is sprawled on our shared single bed, one leg hanging off the side, flipping through a magazine without really reading it. The air feels heavy with unspoken tension - it's been three days since we last spoke more than necessary.

Three days since he pushed me against the bathroom wall, his hands everywhere, his mouth hot against mine, until I finally gave in despite myself. Three days since I woke up the next morning feeling both sated and violated, guilt crawling under my skin like insects.

"A-Jin," he says suddenly, breaking the silence. "Are you still mad at me?"

I don't look up from my books. "We should be studying. The exams are only months away."

He stands and crosses the tiny space between us, his shadow falling across my textbooks. I can feel his presence behind me, close enough to touch. The hair on the back of my neck stands up.

"I'm bored of studying," he says, his voice low and dangerous in my ear. "I want to do something else."

His hand brushes my shoulder, and I flinch involuntarily. The reaction seems to amuse him - I hear the smile in his voice when he speaks again.

"You didn't seem to mind three days ago. In fact, I remember you making quite a lot of noise for someone who's supposedly 'mad' at me now."

I slam my textbook shut, finally turning to face him. His proximity takes my breath away - in this tiny apartment, there's nowhere to escape. He's leaning against the desk, arms crossed, that infuriatingly attractive smirk on his face that I've seen a thousand times.

Identical face, identical body, yet somehow completely different. This is my brother. This is the person who shares half my DNA. This is the one who knows all my weaknesses and uses them against me.

His expression softens slightly, and he reaches out to touch my face, but I pull away before he can make contact.

"Don't," I say, my voice cracking. "Dan... we shouldn't..."

"Shouldn't what?" he asks, moving closer, crowding me against the wall now. "Love each other? Touch each other? Feel something real in this shithole life we've been given?"

He's too close. I can smell his skin, see the flecks of gold in his brown eyes, feel the heat of his body. My resolve wavers, just like it always does.

"We're brothers," I whisper, more to myself than to him.

"We're more than that," he counters immediately, his hand finding my waist and pulling me closer. "We've always been more than that. Since the womb, remember? We shared everything before we were even born. Why should now be any different?"

His face is inches from mine. I can feel his breath on my lips. I know I should push him away. I know this is wrong. But my body remembers the feel of his, the way he makes me forget everything else...