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    Mira twists back around to look ahead of herself, tapping her fingers against the wheel as she forces back another smile. “No. Anyway, if you need a date, I’ll do it. I can take you back down, though,” she adds, turning back to look at Zoey over her shoulder.

    Zoey actually gapes at her, shaking her head rapidly. “Uh, no, absolutely not. I’m already in the car. I’m, like, painfully alone this Christmas. I can also be your date! The more the merrier, right? And what better time to be merry? It’s literally the season for it.”

    Rumi looks genuinely horrified. “No! No. No, it’s fine. Please just drive back to the diner, I’m—”

    “Are we all dating?” Mira asks. “Or is she, like, just dating both of us separately?”

    Zoey clicks her tongue. She almost sounds casual when she says, “No, we’re totally all dating.”

    “Cool,” Mira says, nodding. “Can you put in the address?”

    Rumi stares at her, eyes somehow getting bigger. She looks so terribly miserable, as if she would rather be anywhere else right now, which is funnier to Mira than she thinks it probably should be. “You can’t be serious.”

    (or, the world's worst holiday fake dating au)

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    15 Mar 2026

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    Zoey hums and grinds her ass down into Rumi’s lap again. “You’re very lucky. She’s beautiful, as are you.”

    Rumi blinks, her mind clouded with thoughts of Zoey’s ass, Zoey’s breasts, Zoey, Zoey, Zoey. “Wait, what?”

    "Your fiancée, I’m sad she didn’t take me up on my offer. I’d love to have you both watching me.”

    Rumi gapes and wrenches her head back to look up at the dancer. “M-Mira?! No, no! She’s not—We’re not—” She stammers, “I’m engaged to Jinu—A man—he’s currently getting a lap dance too”

    Zoey pauses her grinding and hip rolling.

    Two bars of the song pass, Zoey watching Rumi and Rumi gaping back at her.

    Zoey shrugs, a small, knowing smile curling the corner of her lips. “Could’ve fooled me.” She says

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    Rumi’s bachelorette party was supposed to be harmless fun.

    Between her fiancé, her best friend with unresolved history, and a dancer who sees her a little too clearly, Rumi's forced to confront feelings she’s spent years burying.

    Sometimes, the most dangerous thing isn’t falling in love — it’s realizing you already have.

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    22 Feb 2026

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    The sound of rapid knocking at her window made Rumi startle so badly she hit her knees on the bottom of her steering wheel, her hip somehow knocking into the gearshift and her wrist banging against the door. She hissed in pain, hearing a muffled “Oh, god, sorry!” and winding down the window.

    Instead of the serial killer she’d been at least partially anticipating, the rolling of the window exposed wide, apologetic eyes, a bright brown with little flecks of golden warmth in the irises, black hair rolled up into a messy bun. “Hey, hi, so sorry, didn’t mean to scare you — just, any idea how long — god, it’s cold—” the woman shivered bodily, large, soft shapeless snow falling in clumps and sticking to her hair and, for some ungodly reason, bare arms “—the road closure will take? My radio doesn’t work and it looks like we’re in a 5G wasteland.”

    “Why are you not wearing a sweater?” was the first thing that came out of Rumi’s mouth, which wasn’t the answer to the woman’s question that she was pretty sure she did actually know — somewhere deep down in her brain that wasn’t stuck on the outrageous statement on her t-shirt or the pretty bow of her lips.

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    15 Feb 2026

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    mira 🩷

    you are the worst

    i hate nepo babies

    rumi 💜

    WHAT

    WELL I HATE RICH GIRLS

    mira 🩷

    ALL THREE OF US ARE RICH YOU IDIOT

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    08 Feb 2026

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    “The fans are eating up you being a romantic,” Rumi informs her with a smile. “They think it’s cute.”
    Mira frowns, pausing her scratching under Derpy's chin (he does not seem to mind. Or notice. Honestly, Mira's not exactly sure if the tiger is even aware that he's alive, sometimes…). “I’m not supposed to be cute. Zoey is cute-”
    “Aw, thank you!”
    “-you are cute, puppies are cute, Derpy is cute.”
    “Mira you’re very, very cute,” Zoey disagrees loudly from where she’s poking at a pot on the stove.
    “No, I- ugh. Whatever, not the point. Why did you two say that, anyway, about me being some closet romantic?”
    Rumi blinks at her. “Because… you are?”
    “I am not- when have you ever seen me fawn over someone opening a door?” Mira scoffs, resuming her ministrations on their fluffy visitor.
    “Never, but-”
    "So why did you do that? Now people think I'm some swooning idiot."
    “Right, no- Mira, I meant that you like to do those things.”
    “Duh,” Zoey calls helpfully from the kitchen.

    In which Mira decides to sweep Rumi and Zoey off their feet, and Rumi and Zoey are too stupid (affectionate) to realize it.

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    29 Jan 2026