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Namjoon and Yoongi have been friends since they were young – the younger being the shy type while the older is the righteous type. Both are single for almost two decades and seems to have no plans on settling down. It's really okay, since they got each other. And they are each other's favorite person. Especially the way both likes how their scent mix in one place.
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Phainon has a bit of a crisis after accidentally hearing that Mydei is getting married. He overthinks everything, suffers in silence, gets remarkably drunk, and ends up in Mydei's private baths waiting for the inevitable end of his world.
That’s it. That’s the fic.
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30 Jun 2026
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“Three sessions.” Khaslana says at least, with his empty doll eyes under the shadow of the trees, he looks more like a ghost than ever. “I give you three sessions. If you don’t get to paint something I like, I leave.”
“Hm, you really think I can’t.”
“I know you can’t.”
How terribly arrogant. Mydei grins, wild and prideful, heart thumping with what might be either adrenaline or anger. “Three sessions.” He agrees.
They say whoever attempts to make a muse out of Khaslana goes mad. Mydei thinks that’s fine. He wants less of a muse than he likes a challenge. Somewhere along the way, he falls in love.
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28 Jun 2026
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“How convenient,” Mydei said and Phainon realised his mistake, that Mydei hadn’t relinquished his grip but merely slackened it, when another, softer tug at his coat rocked him back onto his heels. “Aglaea really thinks of everything.”
“What—“ Phainon laughed but it was too high and thin, flustered, so he cleared his throat to steady himself even as his cheeks burned. “What is this about?”
“These,” Mydei answered, most unhelpfully, with another sharp pull that tightened the fabric of Phainon’s coat around his stomach and waist. His breath stuttered in his chest for another reason entirely. “The handholds. You have a metal ring. And a matching one on the other side.”
Phainon learns of a unique feature on his coat in the worst possible way: he has an… inappropriate reaction in the middle of Marmoreal Marketplace when Mydei tugs a bit too hard.
Neither of them have a problem with this.
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27 Jun 2026
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“I was surprised when you told me you wanted me to uncollar you,” Mydei murmurs. “I’ve never seen you without it… but I’ve always been curious.” One finger stops at his left shoulder and taps at the single point of Phainon’s tattoo that peaks out from under the leather. “You’ve got something here, don’t you? Something even I’m not allowed to see.”
Phainon is losing his mind, the promise of the collar coming off so close. “You can see,” he whimpers.
“Can I, now? Who else got here before me? Lady Aglaea?” Phainon is shaking his head. “Lady Castorice?”
“No,” Phainon pleads. Which is a lie, but he just wants Mydei to remove that wretched article, replace it with his teeth, sink in deep– ...
“It’s alright,” Mydei murmurs, even as his eyes remain dangerous, scent tinged with a metal edge. “Because the way I get to have you now is something no one else ever has or will.”
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Omega Phainon who asked Aglaea to collar him so he can focus on the flamechase, and Alpha Mydei taking it off for the first time.
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20 Jun 2026
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"I've been scenting you for months. If anyone had been opposed to it then they would have already voiced it by now.”
Phainon gaped as he looked at the kremnoan, his skin turning a delicious, ripe red colour all the way down to his shoulders. “That's certainly not appropriate behaviour for a prince.”
Mydei snorted at the comment, kissing the freshly bitten mark on the white-haired man's skin.
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20 Jun 2026