Fics like Body of Fate

Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse. He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within. Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle. The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days. Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s). Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”

Fics like Body of Fate

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