14 Works by Yeosangification
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The first thing Yeosang feels when his eyes flutter open is warmth—San’s chest pressed to his back, his arm heavy around Yeosang’s waist, their legs hopelessly tangled beneath the sheets. The bond hums quietly in the background, a steady thrum like a second heartbeat. It feels… safe. Too safe, almost, and Yeosang’s instinct is to stiffen before San murmurs something incoherent against the curve of his shoulder, lips brushing skin, and he softens.
For a moment, it’s perfect.
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“Didn’t think it’d take so little to make you a mess, Yeosang.”
The words were a challenge,
but the way San said them was like he had all the power in the world,
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Because the boy who once gave everything there
needs time to return—not as someone seeking applause,
but as someone who no longer needs it.And when he does return—
it won’t be to prove himself.It will be to remind the city who they lost
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San glances at him. “You ever meet someone and feel like… they were never trying to impress you? Like they’re just there—fully themselves—and somehow that’s more intimate than anything else?”
Yeosang lets his head fall back against the couch. He’s quiet for a few moments. “He watches me like I’m not supposed to disappear.”
Wooyoung finally looks up. That gets his attention.
Yeosang’s voice is low. “Like… I’m already his and he’s just being patient until I admit it.”
“Do you want to be?”
Yeosang closes his eyes. “That’s the part I don’t know.”
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A shimmering distortion in the center of his room flickered to life, swirling like liquid glass. A circular rift cracked open midair, glowing faintly gold and violet. Yeosang stood up so fast he knocked his chair back.
And from the portal… stepped a figure.
His breath caught in his throat. The figure was tall. Familiar. Too familiar.
“What the—” Yeosang blinked. “Who are you?”
The figure stepped into the light, revealing his face—Yeosang’s face.
The other Yeosang tilted his head with an amused smirk. His style was sharper, darker. Clothes fitted like armor. Eyes colder.
“I’m you,” the double said smoothly, “but better.”
Yeosang stood there, absolutely mortified as the practice room fell into a mix of gasps and barely-suppressed laughter. His hands were still pressed to his face when he slowly peeked through his fingers to glare at San.
“You made out with him? In front of everyone?!”
San raised both hands defensively, his ears tinged red. “Okay—first of all—he kissed me! I was just… caught off guard and I—look, it was confusing, okay?!”
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It was past 1 AM, and the apartment still smelled faintly of takeout and newly assembled furniture. Yeosang stood up from the couch, stretching with a quiet groan. “I’m heading to bed,” he mumbled, brushing past Mingi and San.
The soft hum of Mingi's voice carried from the living room as he laughed and chatted with fans during his late-night livestream, proudly showing off their new apartment setup.
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Yeosang exhaled slowly, the breath misting in front of him before fading into the night. With a quiet clatter, he set his skateboard down on the smooth pavement, the sound briefly interrupting the silence. He stepped onto it, the familiar feel of the board grounding him as he gave a small push, gliding down the street under the muted glow of streetlamps.
"Honestly, sometimes I just want to bite back. I want to hurt the people who’ve hurt me," Yeosang confessed, his tone hardening. "Not in some violent way, but I want them to feel the way they made me feel. The helplessness, the anger... the betrayal. I want them to know what it’s like."
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In a heartbeat, San marched over and spun Yeosang’s gaming chair around. He knelt in front of him dramatically, hands on the armrests, and stared up with mock-serious eyes. “No, baby. I need to hear those words.”
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"Dispatch released an article announcing that Kang Yeosang has left KQ Entertainment and will be debuting as a solo singer."
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San furrowed his brows and immediately shook his head, still grinning. "Sorry, Yeosang is mine," he said, with a mock serious tone. "I don’t have the slightest intention of giving him to youYunho, who had been quietly sipping his drink beside San, stared at him, flabbergasted. "What?" Yunho burst out laughing, his voice filled with amusement. "Did you just say that?"
San, still holding his phone in front of him, grinned like a proud child. "Yeosang is mine, guys," he continued, his voice a little louder now. "I don’t have the slightest intention of giving him away. You guys can’t kiss him, right? I can kiss him."
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Yeosang sat up as he stared at his door, waiting for any of the members to greet him a happy birthday. No one came. He looks around any sign that he presented. Realization hits him. "I must be presented as beta, then?" He questioned, yet he doesn't look sad. He stood up, feeling lightweight and different than usual. He went to dress up to go all night out.
Yeosang came back wearing San hoodies making him pout in giddy, as Yeosang settled between San and Mingi. "Yeosangie hyung, earlier you look good in those outfits. "Jongho compliments making him blush. "Oh! Those? Those were from Felix he made it himself, he had a project and he asked me to be his model so. It so happens that Chan also need
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"I didn't know you had it in you to make out with girls, Wooyoung?" Yeosang taunts but gives him a tight hug, when the girl Wooyoung makes out with move out the way to give them space.
I can't believe I'm doing this, I must be drunk to be this daring Yeosang thinks as he walked straight to San. All of the members cheer at him.
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"Let's meet up." Yeosang said on his phone.