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    Satoru was a collection of unexpected contradictions bundled into a person — just like his music, Suguru realised. He was beautiful always, but he sought out ugliness in his lyrics, in his composition, in his performance — and somehow he made it work. The notion that Satoru should limit himself by being less noisy, less energetic, less audacious, just less in every way? In spite of everything, Suguru found that nothing upset him more.

    Exactly when had he fallen in love with Gojō Satoru?

    Or, larger than life K-pop idol, Satoru, approaches introverted record producer, Getō Suguru, to collaborate on his debut Japanese-language studio album. They both get more out of the experience than expected — for better and for worse.

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    Suguru himself had programmed this throbbing beat. He’d personally added the warm, wet slap delay to the handclaps. He’d played this gutter filthy bass line with his own fingers. Even the breathless gasps that punctuated the chorus were a stroke of genius on his part.

    If Sugar was provocative, it was precisely because Suguru had made it that way. The song was smooth, slick, sexy. Glossy like a cherry — like he’d drizzled sweet honey over the beat — but as that familiar rhythm trickled down the length of his spine then, the producer found himself wishing he wasn’t quite so good at his job.

    It didn’t matter how many times he’d heard the song in the studio — nothing could have prepared him for seeing Satoru perform live.

    Or, Satoru shows Suguru what "beautiful" really looks like. An additional scene set after chapter 11 of Over the Threshold, with accompanying art by kymsys.

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    When their eyes meet over the ice, Satoru’s breath hitches in his throat. They ride out the rest of the momentum together, but even when it’s safe, Satoru doesn’t let go. The really weird thing is, Suguru doesn’t let go either.

    Staring at each other with wide eyes, neither of them seems to notice as they slow to a stop that should feel awkward but simply isn’t somehow. Satoru finds his gaze lingering on the rosy pink hue of flushed cheeks, on full lips parting around a cloud of ragged breaths, on wisps of damp hair that kiss the corners of eyes like candied almonds.

    It’s the realisation that he’s always thought Suguru looks pretty in the cold that causes Satoru to drop his hand as though burned.

    Or, when Satoru challenges Suguru on the ice, his heart is taken for a spin in ways he didn’t expect in this fully illustrated story.

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    ‘Think I'm gonna cut my hair.’

    Suguru had overestimated the muscle fibres required to create sound, unsure if his vocal folds would close around the inflammation in his throat, hoarse and sore from screaming. Though his words were scratchy things, they came out louder than he'd intended, ricocheting through the quiet of the cabin like gunfire. Indeed, Satoru's head snapped up like he'd been shot.

    For a long moment, they simply stared at each other in the oppressive silence that roared over the rage of the storm outside. Then, at last, Satoru spoke.

    ‘No.’

    Or, Suguru thinks about cutting his hair after it leads to an uncomfortably close call with the walkers.

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    It's always difficult for Satoru to condemn Getō Suguru’s violence, but it's even more difficult when he's standing there with that angelic smile on his face, beautiful long locks drip drip dripping with blood, amber eyes ablaze with the thrill of murder.

    It’s pointless. He’s already crossing the room.

    Or, Satoru sinks to new lows when he unwittingly steps into the path of Suguru's destruction once more.

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    Getō clicked his tongue. ‘I have no intention of arguing with you.’

    From the bored expression on his face — as well as the rehearsed tone of Master Gojō’s instantaneous response — Megumi could almost be forgiven for assuming the two men had had this discussion before.

    ‘And I have no intention of fighting you, so where does that leave us?’ When he didn’t receive an answer, Master Gojō grinned, extending a palm towards the darksider and beckoning for the talisman with a crook of his fingers. ‘Hand it over, Suguru.’

    Suguru?

    Or, the discovery of a Jedi Master's forbidden love, told through the eyes of his young Padawan, Fushiguro Megumi.

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    ‘Kikufuku from Sendai, gelato from Florence, dulce de leche from Buenos Aires, cakes and pastries from the finest patisseries in Paris. I’ve tasted the best of the best,’ he assured Suguru, his voice light and airy — until it wasn’t. ‘But I’ve also tasted you.’

    A blush spread like strawberries and cream across Suguru’s cheeks, even as he frowned. Satoru couldn’t help his teasing smile as he brought Suguru’s hand to his lips again, humming thoughtfully against his fingers before he said, ‘I’ll admit the kikufuku comes close—’ Satoru looked Suguru dead in the eye as he parted his lips to lick a slow wet stripe up the side of Suguru’s index finger. ‘—but Suguru is still the sweetest damn thing I’ve ever eaten.’

    Or, Satoru enjoys his favourite sweet treat.

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