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“Uh, wait… what does this item do again?” Hyun-tak asked, fumbling through his shop.
Su-ho pinched the bridge of his nose. No. This was it. Surely even Seong-je couldn’t let that slide.
But Seong-je only chuckled. “That’s a crit item. Buy that. Yeah, perfect. Nice.”
Nice? Su-ho wanted to scream. If this had been anyone else feeding 0/7 by ten minutes, Seong-je would’ve been inventing a new curse word to yell at them. He muted himself again, laughing silently in disbelief.
He knew the evil that lived inside Keum Seong-je. He had seen it. Had lived through it, experienced it first hand. If it were anyone else, Seong-je would’ve been tearing them to shreds. Su-ho had seen him make complete strangers cry in solo queue. In quickplay. In unranked, and ranked, in customs, in any playable gamemode.
So… What the fuck was this?
(or, seong-je is a streamer and everybody and their partners suffer because of him)
Bookmarked by frostwork
03 Dec 2025
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His Hyuntak.
How would he feel if he knows Seongje is this way without him?
The sounds grew louder. His footsteps feel heavier.
Would he care? Or would he look past him?
His breathing is a little harder to control now. His chest feels tighter.
Would Hyuntak ever look his way again?
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aka meeting again after five years
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He could’ve believed he was beautiful if Seongje had stayed. Hyuntak knew that. People bloomed when they were loved, and he had been ready to bloom. But Seongje hadn’t stayed.
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Six years ago, Seongje left Seoul—and left Hyuntak—without even a footprint to prove he had ever been there. Nobody expected him to show up again, least of all for Baekjin and Baku’s wedding.
I can't sleep
Homesick
But I just wanna
Stop right next to you[rm- tokyo]
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“Say it” Seongje’s voice broke through his mental struggle, dragging him back down to earth.
“Huh?” Hyuntak repeated, blinking once, dazed.
Seongje tilted his head slightly, eyes narrowing with quiet amusement. “Say it. Say out loud what just crossed your mind, pup.”
Oh?
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Where Seongje hates winter, Hyuntak loves it, and somewhere between the cold, the snow, and trembling hands full of doubt, something finally melted—hearts softening enough to cross the line neither of them had ever dared to talk about.
The seasons changed, and somewhere along the way, so did they.
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- Part 1 of seasons
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Seongje shivered. It was mid-March —the kind of spring that still tasted faintly of winter. The light outside was bright but thin, and the room kept a trace of the overnight chill. He instinctively pulled the blanket higher around them.
"Hey," Seongje whispered, his voice still rough from sleep. His lips brushed Hyuntak’s cheek as he spoke. "Birthday boy… wake up."
Hyuntak let out another groan, this time more articulate —still half asleep, but definitely registering the words. His fingers curled lazily into Seongje’s shirt, tugging him closer.
"Puppy…"
There it was. That cute sound again.
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- Part 1 of season's extras
Bookmarked by frostwork
20 Nov 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
my heart is full of love and warmth and everything nice and seongtak