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Sunoo has spent a grand total of ten minutes in this class and has yet to touch any ingredients let alone any knives, and already, he’s regretting coming, because Jungwon won’t stop fucking flirting with the chef.
(or: jungwon ropes sunoo into joining a cooking class with him. sunoo suffers)
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“You look good,” he blurts. Like an idiot.
Surprise crosses Jay’s face. It smooths out quickly. “So do you.”
“Oh, please.”
His ex-boyfriend is a hunky lawyer who represents clients while dressed in luxury brands on a daily basis. Meanwhile, Jungwon has worn the same, raggedy scrubs for a week now, hasn’t washed his hair in days, and is sneaking into said ex’s high-rise apartment building to steal back his delivery of three packets of sour cream and onion chips. He knows how this looks on paper.
(or: the five times jungwon “accidentally” ships his package to his ex-boyfriend’s address and the one time the ex-boyfriend—jay—does instead)
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27 Apr 2026
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To preserve the peace of their two nations, both kings signed a treaty that agreed for their two sons to get married when they come of age.
Jungwon comes to know that Park Jongseong may be something else behind that facade he hides. And maybe Park Jongseong starts to feel like he could give his heart a chance.
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26 Apr 2026
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Hanbin gets convinced to go on a blind date. His friends are worried and he happily indulges them if it means it soothes their worries.
He didn't expect his date to be THE campus crush Zhang Hao. And for him to be really sweet and understanding. He doesn't bat an eyelash at him confessing that he is asexual. Hanbin can't wait to see where this goes. -
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He sees the ceiling. He sees himself counting the tiles as the man used him. He sees the satiated smile, feels the ghost of lips on his own. In every memory, the man morphs into Baby.
“If I gave him my body,” Ricky whispers with rue, “I wonder if he would’ve stayed.”
“Don’t say that.”
Ricky falls quiet. The blur of Gyuvin’s door is no longer clouded by sleep, but by the wetness in his eyes. When he blinks, droplets dampen Gyuvin’s hoodie.
It’s silent. Gyuvin shouldn’t notice. Nobody ever notices.
He does.
( or : ricky is asexual. gyuvin teaches him real love transcends physicality. )