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“Alright, detective,” Kim says, as you pull up to a stop, with the voice of a man who has been waiting for an interruption. “What is it now?”
You blink, realizing your eyes have gone a little dry. It’s not a rare occurrence. “Your jacket is orange,” you say, looking away from the sleeve back up to his face. Eyes on the road.
“My jacket is orange,” he confirms.
You go quiet again, and Kim doesn’t react to this except with a split-second glance over at you, paired with the slightest twinge of amusement at the corner of his mouth. He knows you’re chasing a hunch, turning a thought over and over in your mind until its edges wear smooth. He thinks this is probably one of the frivolous ones, and he’s probably right.
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There's something about Kim's jacket.
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Mt. Ebott, 189x
Folks say bad things happen up on that old mountain road. Louis, however, doesn't take stock in wives tales.
(blellow kidsouls AU / Title from "Old Black Train" - Over the Garden Wall)
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29 Jul 2026
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Hungry for companionship, Kim found an equally as lonely homo-sexual by the name of Thomas, living not too far from his humble little apartment in the GRIH. He too had a steady job, better paying than Kim’s, working not with the great big machines of the harbour that Kim held such fascination for but in coordinating hours and shipments. He liked Kim, but not too much, and never demanded what he couldn’t give. He had no eccentricities, no strange hobbies, and was perfectly acceptable company to discuss radio programs with, to introduce friends to with his sharp suit and perfectly honed small-talk, and occasionally went with Kim for dinner in which he reliably ordered steak and potatoes without horseradish. In short, he was perfect.
Two years later, Kim stood in the entryway of hostel in a miserable little town and watched in horrified fascination as a man in mustard-yellow trousers and the most hideous tie he’s ever seen staggered down the stairs, smelling of piss and spirits, and declared himself Raphael Ambrosius Costeau.After giving up on true love, Kim finds it again in an unlikely place -- all he has to do is let it in.
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29 Jul 2026
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“That’s right, you’ve got to earn it, don’t you? Only good puppies get rewarded, after all.”
Frank just looked up at him, not quite sure what to do or what to expect. His head was slightly tilted.
“Tell you what,” he unbuckled his belt, “If you can prove to me that you can be patient, I’ll let you get your filthy little mouth around my cock.”
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Frank needs to get off. Gerard thinks his puppy could use a bit more patience.
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