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Amidst the chaos, Martin leaned closer, lowering his voice so only Juhoon could hear.
“Do you want to escape later? Practice room. Work on that verse.”
The offer wasn’t unusual, but the way his tone dipped—quiet, intentional—made Juhoon’s pulse stumble. He glanced sideways, trying to read Martin’s expression, but the leader was already focused on the floor where the maknaes were arguing again.
“Yeah,” Juhoon said softly. “Let’s.”
Their eyes met for a fraction of a second too long. Juhoon looked away first, his chest tight.
And from his spot on the couch, James noticed again, the corner of his mouth twitching like he understood far more than anyone gave him credit for.
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Stories about Mikoshiba and Mayu and their aromantic lives in the world of romance.
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“Go on a date with me,” Seungkwan says.
Vernon glances up from where he’s spreading cream cheese on half a bagel, blowing his hair out of his face so he can look at Seungkwan properly. It’s a weekend, which means no work, which means Vernon leaves his bottle of hair gel untouched on the counter and lets his hair do whatever it wants. This specific Saturday, right in that nice pocket of autumn weather that all those love songs seem to be about, there’s a single cowlick at the back of his head, and his bangs are doing that flopping thing right into his eyelashes - all boyish, and rumpled, and cute.
Seungkwan hates weekends. More specifically, he hates how much he likes Vernon’s hair on weekends.
“That’s not very romantic,” Vernon says. It takes Seungkwan a few seconds to remember what the context is. “I thought you liked roses and chocolates and stuff.”(or: seungkwan accidentally writes his own love story. vernon stares, and waits.)
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Being fuck buddies with Wonwoo is easy. At least, it would be if Chan’s cat would just leave him alone.
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13 Jan 2026
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“I’m not getting up. I refuse. I’m going to become a hermit,” Seungkwan said very seriously from beneath what felt like every blanket in their apartment. “Or a monk. Or a hermited monk. Don’t tell my mother, it would break her heart.”
“You wouldn’t last a day under a vow of silence,” Jeonghan said, patting the blanket-lump-that-was-once-Seungkwan. “Do you want me to order you coffee? Or food?”
“I want you to fix my life, hyung.”
Seungkwan is pretty sure he’s been cursed.
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09 Jan 2026