whore

drowning under the weight of his secret love for his best friend, kiyoomi finds an outlet when he receives an accidental text from an unknown number. but he might find out that the identity of his mystery confidant isn't as unknown as he thinks.

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a chatfic interspersed with bursts of text containing fluff, angst, and NO SMUT! because they harbor a love too wholesome (and i ain't that brave). might be slowburn? might not be? you'll just have to find out.

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disclaimer: i don't own hq