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In Seonghyeon's hands: orchids. Pale at the edges and deep violet at the center, the kind of flower that looked almost too deliberate to be real.
"Seonghyeon-ah." It was honeyed and soft, slow, unhurried. "We're going to be together. Always, right?" A pause, brief and certain, the way Keonho always said things he meant all the way down to the bone. "Everywhere you go, I'll go."
"Mn," he whispered. "Everywhere I go, you'll be there, Keonho-ya."
The thing about orchids, Seonghyeon thinks now, is that they're delicate in ways you don't notice until they've already wilted. You think you're holding something sturdy. You think, because it is beautiful and because it is yours, that it will last.
He should have known, maybe. That the most breathtaking things are always the ones already in the process of becoming a memory.
Wherein after five years, Seonghyeon had finally gone back in Korea after the breakup of him and his teenage love, Ahn Keonho. He didn't know what to expect but he wanted him back.
OR: Keonhyeon as exes, and they're making it everyone's problem.
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11 May 2026
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keonho has three months to prove he is worth keeping alive.
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10 May 2026