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Mingi is broke and desperate to make enough money to at least pay for his rent while he finds another job. His best friend Wooyoung, who is already a camboy, suggests for Mingi to follow suit.
But what happens when Mingi develops a crush on the dancer who just moved in next door?
And what happens when that neighbour turns out to be a subscriber?- Language:
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20 Aug 2026
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If there’s one thing Mingi and Yunho know how to do, it’s commit to a bit. The two became fast friends as teenagers, raising hell together in their boring suburban hometown until a falling-out left their friendship in shambles, and left Mingi with nothing to remember those days by but a USB drive full of the photos and videos they’d taken together.
Seven years later, Mingi’s busy chasing his dream of becoming a tattoo artist in a new city far from his hometown. But one day, a familiar face he never thought he’d see again reappears in his life.
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11 Aug 2026
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“Not every girl can be the perfect one Hwa, we only saw each other for like give or take two months? Wasn't like we were getting married.”
Dropping the act, Seonghwa barely let him finish before asking a question Yunho never could have been prepared to answer. “Then how long have you been in love?” Pursing his lips, the older’s eerie glare only continued to build as Yunho spluttered, neck pushing back as a tangled astonishment crashed over his shoulders.
“What? I was never in love with her… Why the hell would I break up with her if I was in love?” He scoffed, hands trying and failing to rub some of the growing irritation away from his eyes. “Common Seonghwa, just say what you’re trying to get at. It's too early for the go around.”
“Fine,” he shrugged, taking a long righteous sip of coffee as Yunho groaned impatiently. No doubt in hell the bastard was enjoying himself.
“How long have you been in love with Mingi?”
(ie. where will life go when two childhood pen pals are destined to meet)
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06 Jul 2026
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Wooyoung has a skincare routine longer than his patience and absolutely zero plans to spend summer in the woods—but his mother has other ideas. So now he’s at Camp Density Hollow: mosquito hell, communal showers, and a suspiciously chipper director who insists on "team bonding." His only goal? Survive the next six weeks without ruining his designer sneakers.
Enter San. Country boy. Counselor. Weirdly good with kids. And absolutely the worst.
Or at least, that’s what Wooyoung tells himself. But then there’s a prank war, a poorly timed kiss during truth or dare, and a camp-wide Romeo & Juliet production that accidentally casts them as doomed lovers. Wooyoung doesn’t do feelings, but something about San makes it hard to keep pretending.
Camp was supposed to build character. He wasn’t expecting it to break down all his walls.
Now there’s glitter, tension, late-night confessions, and a lake that remembers everything. And the worst part? He might miss it when it’s over. Well, maybe, who knows? Hopefully, his designer sneakers don't get destroyed during this.
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17 Mar 2026
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“‘Fraid it’s gonna cost you this time, sweetheart,” San rasps, voice like molasses left too long in summer heat—dark, slow, dripping with too much intent.
“Yeah?” Wooyoung whispers, the word soft, trembling on the edge of provocation. The sharp cockiness of earlier has hollowed out, left something more raw, more reckless, behind. “And what exactly am I paying with?”
“You’re not made of money out here,” San murmurs, the words drawn from somewhere low, somewhere bruised, dark and patient and rough with the weight of all the things he hasn’t said and may never say. His thumb drifts lower, down the elegant cut of Wooyoung’s jaw, slow and sure, tracing the line like he’s reading something written in a language only he knows. Reverence, hidden beneath the shape of danger. Worship disguised as a warning.
“So I’ll take what I want.”
or
rich boy wooyo likes playing with motorcycles, and mechanic san likes playing with him
Series
- Part 1 of two hands on the throttle
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15 Mar 2026