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San is sure his prime is behind him, and that his much younger roommate, Wooyoung, could never have eyes for him. He's wrong. And Christmas antics help prove it.
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- Part 4 of Last Christmas
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17 Sep 2026
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"I just think you need to be put in your place, Wooyo," San says, his index finger moving from Wooyoung's choker, sliding up his throat and under his chin, lifting it slightly. "A lesson in manners, so to speak."
Wooyoung swallows. San is definitely coming into him. Yeah, he would love to lay a punch on the guy, but maybe San can give him something even more satisfying than that.
"What're you gonna do to me?"
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Wooyoung is rude, and San wants to teach him some manners.
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17 Sep 2026
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„Dude, did you tell him yet?“ Mingi asks, grinning.
It‘s a little too much excitement for San‘s liking — even considering it‘s Mingi. He is downright rocking on his heels. A gleeful edge tilts his smile and San knows him well enough that it is probably one-hundred percent sadistically inclined.
Yunho‘s smirk sharpens to match Mingi‘s mischief. „Yo, San guess who‘s here?“
San frowns and takes a sip of his drink. „Huh? Who?“
„Wooyoung.“
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Wooyoung is a goth baddie with a nerd kink and San is a nerd with a goth baddie kink. What can go wrong?
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17 Sep 2026
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“Why are you keeping me here?”
The wolf looked at him after taking the pot back and messily drinking from it, some of the water running red rivulets down his chin to his neck and exposed chest.
“To be my mate.”
Wooyoung watched him as he stood, crossing the cabin back to his table and gathering up the skinned pelt and the remaining cuts of meat.
Mate.
What the hell did that mean?
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In which little lamb prince Jung Wooyoung escapes his castle and runs into the dark forest, only to find himself beneath the claws of his greatest predator.
It is breeding season, and San is tired of being a lone wolf.
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13 Sep 2026
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"Who the hell’s that?” San frowned and nodded with his head in the general direction.
A bucket of beers in each hand, metal pails swinging as he walked across the room, dancing a little as he went. He had on a sleeveless top, framing around his tan shoulders and muscles as they strained while carrying the drinks, and it didn’t even make it all the way to his jeans, because a sliver of his stomach was peeking through as he moved. And his jeans, if they could be called that because they were more like a second layer of skin, were so tight against his ass, bedazzled pockets and white threading shining in the reflective club lights, followed his beat with every step.
“Oh. That’s Wooyoung, he’s one of the new bartenders here.”
“He’s a bartender…?” San raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Looks more like a shot girl to me.”
or: don't wear the hat if you can't handle the ride ;)
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09 Sep 2026