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- SEVENTEEN (Band) (1)
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"They'll be mine!"
"All mine!"
They said they'll be with her. When she did something beyond their imagination to ensure it happened, the boys had to rely on a help of a girl who's not even interested to be involved in the first place.
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Lee Chan has been hiding his hybrid self from the rest of the pack for the last ten years. It is for his own protection, Chan is an otter hybrid, one of the smallest hybrids to exist. The rest of the pack are either humans or large predators. Really. It only makes sense that in order to protect himself from being eaten, he needs to pretend he is human.
A/N: Inspired by One Little Otter by Ill_do_it_myself
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Wonwoo chokes on air. “Y-You followed me home?!”
“Yup!” the boy, Chan, nods enthusiastically.
“How long have you been stalking me?!”
Chan laughs. “I don’t think I’m the stalker. You’re the one who keeps staring at me when I’m just minding my damn business, and the one who keeps attempting to feed and play with me like I’m some stray! I humored you once, then you just won’t stop!”
Or, five times cat-hybrid Wonwoo fails to befriend the campus tabby, and the one time the feline followed him home without him knowing.
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They call him baby. Cute. Clingy. Forever young.
Chan decides to prove them wrong - and nearly destroys himself in the process.Sometimes growing up means learning that being taken care of isn't weakness.
It's love.Series
- Part 1 of He ain't heavy, he's our maknae
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The thing about breaking is that it's never just one moment. It's alarm clocks and protein bars and dance steps you can't quite land. It's blood between fingers and the cold weight of a roof at midnight. It's twelve pairs of hands that won't let you fall, even when you're not sure you deserve the catch.
Chan learns the difference between breaking and breaking open.
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- Part 4 of He ain't heavy, he's our maknae
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With a cracked, broken voice, he croaked. “Hyung...” —his last hope, barely more than a whisper.
He waited, ears straining for any sign of footsteps, any sound of someone coming to help.
But all around him was silence.
No footsteps. No voices. Just emptiness.
The silence stretched on, and slowly, the darkness swallowed him whole.
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What was supposed to be a peaceful vacation turnes into a storm of misunderstandings, hurt feelings, and a painful fall—both literal and emotional.