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Inspired by Angeleyes by ABBA.
Jean thinks Harry is faking amnesia and is angry about it.
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"I remember some things," Harry says, and his voice is so small, barely trembling, that Jean looks up at him, pale green eyes wide and watery.It almost breaks him, but he can hear Kitsuragi's boots approaching from behind Harry, and the flash of sincerity in him is gone. The transfer makes him bitter to think about—an officer he respected is now just under whatever preternatural influence Harry manages to wrap people into. His mouth tugs back into a frown and the lead of his pencil snaps.
"Then remember that I'm not fucking hungry."
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Harry ponders drowning. Pookie or Spooky?
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An expansion of a scene from my earlier fic Stuck on a Little Hot Mess! Generally sweet, pookie vibes.
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AU in which Harry and Dora are unhealthily engaged, Harry is still a gym teacher, Dora is a socialite, and Kim is a mechanic Harry meets by chance. Harry starts up an affair with Kim, and everything goes from there.
Title + fic inspiration from Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet by Fall Out Boy
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"He grits his teeth throughout the night, and drinks more champagne than he should, prompting a tight squeeze on his arm from Dora and a hard, pointed look. They dance, at some point, and Harry manages not to bump into anyone else on the floor or step on Dora's toes. He isn't meant for this type of dancing, boxy and formal— he misses the days he used to go down to Boogie Street, and spend hours in the clubs, writhing and jumping on the dance floor. There's a part of him that wants to go back, wants to turn around tonight after dropping Dora off and relive the thrill. He files the feeling away in the back of his mind and continues his parade through the evening."
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Harry and Kim are on duty on New Year's Eve. McLaine and Torson get called out as backup, so they start a game of Suzerainty and watch the fireworks after Harry admits to worrying about whether this year will be better or worse.
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Kim's hand tightens on Harry's shoulder, shaking the man slightly, emphasizing his words. Harry's eyes finally meet his, light green meeting dark brown, and Kim sighs, a sharp exhale through his nose. He glances over at the clock—eighteen minutes till midnight, and two hours after that till they can go home. Kim gently removes his hand from under Harry's, and lightly pats the man's cheek.
"Come on, let me continue to beat you in Suzerainty. You don't need to think about the new year for eighteen more minutes, no?"
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