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  • Just Roommates (And a Slight Identity Crisis) by ShiiThara
    ShiiThara
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    "They built an empire on blueprints and a home on unspoken bi-panics." Gawin has spent years mastering the art of the "perfect roommate," living in the shadow of Joss's soaring corporate success while hiding a decade-long crush behind a mask of polite distance. However, his quiet devotion is complicated by a deeply rooted internal struggle: a confusing "homophobic crisis" where he mistakes his own paralyzing fear to confront his feelings for a prejudice he doesn't actually hold. Terrified that his intense physical reactions to Joss are a sign of discomfort rather than desire, Gawin overcompensates by building walls of awkwardness and self-doubt. In the sterile luxury of their shared penthouse, Gawin navigates a minefield of accidental touches and lingering looks, convinced that he is protecting their friendship, while Joss remains a silent, steady force waiting for the day his roommate finally realizes that the only thing standing between them is a lie Gawin told himself.
  • Ashes of Tomorrow by sunlitbea
    sunlitbea
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    In a world consumed by chaos, where the skies rain ash and the streets crawl with the undead, three lives collide in the unlikeliest of ways. Gawin, a kind-hearted young man on a road trip with friends, watches his world shatter when a sudden zombie outbreak takes everything from him-his friends, his freedom, and the peace he once knew. But in the ruins of society, fate places a frightened three-year-old child, Niran, in his arms-a child no one else dared to save. Running from death with Niran clutched to his chest, Gawin finds refuge in a remote wooden cabin. There, he meets Joss-a tall, cold, and solitary man with no interest in companionship. But when he sees the desperation in Gawin's eyes and the innocence in Niran's, Joss lets them in, unknowingly unlocking the beginning of a new kind of survival. As days turn to weeks, and fear turns into fire fights, the three of them begin to form an unbreakable bond. From surviving attacks, navigating betrayals, and mourning the loss of makeshift family, Gawin and Joss slowly grow from strangers to protectors-not just of Niran, but of each other's hearts. Through pain, trust, and reluctant affection, they build a fragile new life in a shattered world. But just as hope seems within reach, an old enemy resurfaces, threatening to crack the delicate foundation they've built. Still, they cling to each other-two wounded souls and a child who calls them both home. Ashes of Tomorrow is a heart-wrenching, thrilling, and tender story of survival, healing, and unexpected love born in the darkest of times. A tale where even after the end of the world, family can be found, and from the ashes, a new tomorrow can rise. Hope you like this one i pour my heart into this one. 🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧🐻🐧
  • [ENGLISH VERSION] Alienation Amidst Luxury [JossGawin] by LoVeLG23
    LoVeLG23
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    [COMPLETED] The reunion was a flurry of shared laughter and quiet observations. They sat in the kitchen, the sunlight streaming through the windows, as Poon recounted his life in the city. He talked about his professors, his research into the legal history of human rights in Southeast Asia, and the small garden he had successfully established on the rooftop of his apartment building using Off's orchid seeds. He didn't talk about the Sangngern name, and he didn't mention the prison on the outskirts of the city. In this house, those things were ghosts that had no power to speak. As the afternoon faded into a long, golden twilight, Gawin and Poon walked through the garden. Off had outdone himself; the orchids were in full bloom, a riot of purple, white, and deep, velvet crimson. The yellow lilies were gone, replaced by a row of sturdy, blue-flowering hydrangeas that seemed to thrive in the mountain shade. "I visited the library last week," Poon said suddenly, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "The National Archives. I was looking through the original filings of the Sangngern bankruptcy. I found the documents you mentioned, Ayah. The ones about the 'Transaction'." Gawin felt a momentary tightening in his chest, the old instinct to protect, to shield, to hide. But he forced himself to stay still. "And?"