by Akane Arisu (赤音アリス)
Jin. The name whispered through his dreams like nightmares or nostalgic memories. A laughing, “entertain him,” as Asa was pushed to the next man where, at best, he’d be expected to dance. At worst, he’d wake up with cramped shoulders from being tied in an awkward position for hours. After unknotting, he would be asked to go to Jin. It was such a familiar pattern that he wondered when it would begin again with Donncha, until Donncha kissed him and he knew that he’d never have to do that again.