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|| Sports journalist Kim Hongjoong needs to land an exclusive interview with figure skater darling Park Seonghwa in order to save his job. There's just one little problem. Park Seonghwa doesn't do interviews. ||
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04 Jan 2026
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“Are you—are you sure this is okay?” Hanbin gasps, tilting his head back.
Hao huffs and curls his fingers around Hanbin’s jaw so that he can pull him forward again, his breath brushing against Hanbin’s slightly parted lips. “Kissing is just part of the deal, Hanbin-ah,” he says, almost kindly. “You want to help hyung out, don’t you?”
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09 Jan 2026
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Because the funny thing is this: there was a time when they were just best friends, and it was easier to love each other then. And then they were something more, something greater, something so terrifying to the both of them that they’d rather be barren than confront it.
(Or: Realising you're in love with your best friend is scary enough to make you run across the country on a spontaneous roadtrip. At least, Hanbin thinks so.)
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07 Jan 2026
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Love doesn’t come quite as naturally to Hao as it does to Hanbin, he supposes, but when he looks at the boy lying beside him, eyes filled with care, empathy practically exuding out of him, he feels so much in his heart threatening to burst that he, without mistake, can confidently call this feeling love.
Or, Hanbin teaches Hao about love.
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07 Jan 2026
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It’s gentle and chaste—a press of plush lips against plush lips, a hesitant caress. It’s nothing, and everything at once. Ricky’s fingers run across Gyuvin’s face, thumb gliding on his cheekbones from the wetness gathered there. He can’t tell if Gyuvin’s crying, or if it’s just the snow turning into liquid on his skin, but Ricky doesn’t dare look. He squeezes his eyes shut, as tight as he can, engraving this moment into the folds of his brain, focusing solely on the boy in his arms, whose breaths form the rhythm of Ricky’s heart.
Ricky and Gyuvin seem to always be running out of time. It's never stopped them from loving, though.
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08 Jan 2026