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“Please. Can we… can we just have sex?”
The question hung in the air; insane and just absolutely incredulous. Minho, the demon feared by even his own kind, could do nothing but just stare. His bloodshot eyes wide with what looked like a mixture of disbelief, incredulity and rage. He didn't answer, couldn't answer. Hell he had no answer. He had nothing to pull out, had no frame of reference for any of this.
Chan didn’t wait for one. He couldn't. The last thread of his sanity had snapped, officially. He needed to feel something other than this soul-crushing emptiness. He needed a distraction, a violent, consuming act to blot out the memory of his girlfriend’s betrayal. He stepped back, his hands fumbling with the hem of his shirt, and in one fluid motion, stripped it off.
(Or; It's Christmas eve and Chan had caught his girlfriend cheating on him. Pushed past his breaking point, he does the unthinkable and pulls the terrifying ghost/demon that has long tormented him for a kiss. He somehow doesn't get torn apart, and istead, he gets a reaction. Chan, miserable, desperate to forget and just longing for any kind of connection, decides to take things a step further.)
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14 Jan 2026
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Lee Minho's fate of being a royal prince is cursed and altered one day, dooming him to eternal suffering. Enter Lee Felix, his adopted sunshine younger brother that gets the arranged marriage first. Like night and day, Lee Minho resolves to steal back his own fate. Even if he has to be the villain.
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13 Jan 2026
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Surrounding Minho, in an almost perfect semi-circle around his crossed legs, are a litany of small paper strips, all tinted a pale pink. Minho picks one up, holds it out in front of him like it offends him, “what do you think this is?”
“I—” Chan huffs, leans back fully against the wall and crosses his arms, “I don’t know, baby. Tell me? Please?”
Minho scoffs, “dumb alpha.” He drops the strip back with the others—Chan watches as it flutters to the floor. “They’re ovulation tests, yeobo. You were right. I’m in pre-heat.”
Or: 42-year-old Minho goes into heat for the first time in almost a decade.
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10 Jan 2026
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“Do you, Alpha Bang Chan, accept Omega Lee Minho as your bonded mate, to honor and cherish?”
The silence stretched. Minho’s heart hammered against his ribs. He dared to look up.
Chan’s eyes weren’t on him. They were locked on his own father, Head Alpha Bang, a man whose face was carved from granite. Chan’s jaw was clenched so tight a muscle ticked. When he spoke, his voice was low, clear, and utterly cold.
“I refuse.”
The word wasn’t a shout. It was a guillotine blade dropping. The air rushed out of Minho’s lungs. The gasps around him sounded underwater. His father’s outraged roar was a distant noise.
Refuse.
He wasn’t just rejecting a contract He was rejecting Minho. In front of everyone. The humiliation was a white-hot brand, searing through every layer of his composure.
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08 Jan 2026
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Frost in his veins, moonlight’s heir,
fangs like secrets he doesn’t share."Show me your flowers," Taesan breathes,
"the ones that bloom beneath your leaves."Dawn in his blood, wild and true,
claws that soften when touching you."Show me your flowers," Jaehyun sighs,
"the ones that bloom behind your eyes."Bookmarked by Secretiveshit17
31 Dec 2025