MyGirlfriendTheMoon
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It’s a nice box, Zelda thinks. Simply but skillfully carved, made of dark, polished wood with a gold clasp and a hinged lid. Elegant, but understated. The kind of box you might use for storing silverware, or handkerchiefs, or jewellery.
The kind of box you probably wouldn’t keep under a bed.
(or, Zelda discovers Link's box of goodies and gives him a good pegging)
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25 Feb 2026
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The Grand Canal wasn’t so grand the first time Seonghwa saw it. Now the last time—nothing would ever top that. A perfect mirror of the dying sun, an endless pink sky, and him: bronze, broad, and sweet. God, he’d been sweet back then, even though Seonghwa had been bitter and spoiled.
“Ready to say goodbye?” he’d asked, stripping off his black blazer and draping it over Seonghwa’s shoulders. Then he held Seonghwa’s cold hand in his warm one and slipped it into one of the pockets.
When Seonghwa pulled his hand out, it was full of flower petals.
But all that comes later.
⚘ 𖤣 ⚘
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15 Jan 2026
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"You thought she was going to kiss you earlier," Mingi says quietly, "didn't you?"
It’s more statement than question. He guides her hand forward until it lays flat on the leather of his trousers. Yunho’s lips part; she flits her eyes up to his face, so close now, assessing, and flexes her fingers over his crotch. When all he does is hold her gaze, she continues with purpose.
"What," she breathes, feeling out hard shape of some kind of packer underneath, "did you want her to?"
"Yeah," Mingi replies, easy. "Did you?"
Yunho swallows, mouth dry. She turns her head just slightly, so she can speak into his ear. "No,” she whispers, and presses her palm up against him. “I wanted her to spit in my mouth."
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29 Nov 2025
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Wooyoung shrugs. “I mean, San likes to smush his friends together to kiss almost as much as he likes to do it with stuffed animals. I wouldn’t be that surprised if he’d said something.” He rocks back on his heels, and he visibly looks Mingi up and down, which makes Mingi angry? Maybe angry. His body feels hot all over despite the chilly evening. Then Wooyoung’s eyes twinkle, and he looks almost conspiratorial. “You don’t like me, though.”
“Why does everyone say that?” Mingi complains. “I don’t have a problem with you.”
Wooyoung grins. “Yeah, you do.”
(Mingi is looking for something. Wooyoung might be the answer.)
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04 Nov 2025
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“Are you trying to tell me I’m your fucking hall pass?” Jongho demands as everything suddenly clicks into place.
San raises his hands in the air as if SK had just scored the winning goal. “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph the boy sees the light!” he intones. At Jongho’s scowl, he drops his arms. “Yes. Yes. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. You’re the one human being on the planet I have blanket permission from my boyfriend to… to um… shoot my shot for,” he finishes, flushing.
“Me.” Jongho can hear the incredulity in his voice, shrill and cynical, but he can’t do a thing to stop it
“Yes.”
“Why?”
San looks confused. “What do you mean, why?”
Okay, he’ll elaborate. “I mean, why me?”
He expects San to get angry, or at least to bluster. He does neither. Instead, he smiles that smile, the one that crinkles up his eyes and teases the dimple out in his cheek, the one that makes Jongho’s heart clench like it’s in a vise. “Why would it be anyone else?” he asks simply.
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- Part 2 of Like Sugar On My Tongue
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10 Jul 2025