The Home Between Us
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Wise shifted slightly in the white lingerie, the weight of Lycaon's silence almost too much.
"You okay? Should I change back?" he asked, his voice slightly trembling.Lycaon took a single step forward, almost cautiously. His voice was low, hoarse when it came out.
"Wise... when did you? How long...?"Wise lowered his gaze with a small smile, brushing a hand through his hair in self-consciousness.
"I bought it after our last talk. You remember? When you told me how it pained you to even have to look at these ceremony documents?."Lycaon gave him the faintest nod, eyes still unable to leave him.
"I may not have handed my hand in marriage to anyone," Wise said softly, "but tonight... I want to hand myself to you."
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- Part 1 of The Home Between Us
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“That’s the kind of drive you can’t just… shut off. It runs through their blood. Even the most composed ones aren’t immune to this deep longing...”, she said, then paused before adding:
“Must be exhausting. Keeping up with all that instinct. Especially if… if you can’t give him what he’s wired to want most.”
Pulchra’s words linger—long after the conversation ends.
Wise can’t stop replaying them. Can’t stop wondering if she’s right. What if he can’t give Lycaon the one thing nature may have wired him to crave most? A family. A child. A legacy of blood.
The thought gnaws at him, opens a deep chasm of inadequacy and fear:"Am I enough? Is love enough?"
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- Part 2 of The Home Between Us
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“Wiiiiiiiiise~” Lycaon slurred, drawing out his name like a lovesick man calling out for the one person he needed most, as he stumbled forward with arms outstretched.
His usually sharp gaze was dazed, pupils blown wide, and the tips of his ears twitched erratically. The fur along his neck and jaw looked slightly puffed, betraying the heat burning beneath it, no doubt a side effect of Burnice’s infernal brew.
And then, without thinking twice, he pulled Wise into a big, squishy hug—wrapping around him like an oversized fuzzy blanket that had decided to grow arms.
Lycaon was drunk, completely drunk.
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This was supposed to be just a nice after-work gathering... so how did Wise end up with a drunken boyfriend around his waist?Series
- Part 3 of The Home Between Us
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"If I could, I’d marry him right here, right now…”
Lycaon's drunken confession was meant to be fleeting—a half-slurred sentiment under the haze of affection and alcohol. But Wise couldn’t shake those words. They echoed days later, carving out a question he’d never thought to ask:
Wasn’t love enough to want to stay together?Marriage had always felt like a distant, formal concept. And yet... sometimes, even love left him doubting. Searching.
To find an answer, Wise embarks on a quiet journey—not across cities or Hollows, but through conversation with the people around him: strangers, friends, family.
Why do people get married? What does it mean to them? And what would it ever mean to him?Series
- Part 4 of The Home Between Us
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Wise never expected to become bait in one of Belle’s marketing schemes, but here he is—
paraded around in silly outfits just to keep their video store running and their electric parasite, Fairy, happy.But if swallowing his pride by resigning himself to selling his image means he can slip a promise onto Lycaon’s finger...
Then maybe it’s worth the spectacle.Series
- Part 5 of The Home Between Us