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"What about it?" Jinsol asked.
"Keep it." Yoona said. "Don't delete this one."
"I won't." Jinsol paused, feeling the response was too much, and added. "I'm not deleting any of the shoot photos. The client will need to select."
"You know I'm not talking about the shoot photos."
Or: Four years after a devastating breakup, photographer Bae Jinsol unexpectedly reunites with her ex, model Seol Yoona, on a professional shoot.
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30 Apr 2026
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How can I not come back, I haven’t told you how much I like you by mixkpik
Fandoms: NMIXX (Band)
26 Apr 2026
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“Do you know what I was thinking when you were hurt?” Yoona’s eyes dropped to the blanket, her fingers unconsciously twisting the sheet.
Jinsol used her silence and attentive stare as her answer.
“I thought... if you didn’t make it back, I wouldn’t even get the chance to say yes to you.”
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26 Apr 2026
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“Basically, it lets a woman get another woman pregnant. It turns the wearer’s body fluids into something that can actually fertilize an egg, just like…” Yoona made a dramatic gesture. “Just like a man’s cum, but without the Y chromosome, so the baby can only be a girl.”
Or, Yoona has baby fever, and her wife Jinsol has to deal with it.
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22 Apr 2026
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The butler’s face turned an awful shade of green, and the servants nearby sucked in a breath. Yoona suddenly turned back toward her. She looked at Jinsol again, startled because no one had ever dared speak to her like that before.
That was their first meeting. At the time, Yoona was seven years old, and so was Jinsol.
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“Have you lost weight lately?” Jinsol’s palms pressed against Yoona’s ribs. Her thumbs pushed against the bone.
“No.” Yoona lifted Jinsol’s face and played with her cheek. “You’re the one who’s gotten fatter. During that last fifty meters today, the waves you kicked up were bigger than usual.”
“Can’t you ever say anything nice?”
“Can’t.” Yoona leaned down, lips brushing Jinsol’s ear, her voice no louder than a breath. “Sweet words don’t make me come.”
(Or: Seol Yoona, Bae Jinsol, opponents in the pool, partners between the sheets.)
p/s: There might be a spin-off if this part is well received
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18 Apr 2026