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A bright projectile bursts forth from the sunrise, a saucer or maybe a plane. It arches high through the sky before spinning down, crashing straight into the turnip fields.
The hills shudder. All the world lulls into a hush. Then, the thing bursts into flames.
“The turnips need some work,” Seungcheol decides, dropping his notepad and sprinting down the hills.
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Wonwoo crashes his villain mobile into Seungcheol's turnip farm. Neither of them is what the other expected.
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“I’m Hong Jisoo,” he stammered, trembling because he knew he was wrong, but he knew he was Hong Jisoo and not whatever his family called him. And maybe that was what pushed him to lash out. On top of the silence, he continued being called by a name that wasn’t his, and truly had his blood boiling.
“No. Try again,” the woman cooed, shaking her head with disappointment. The last thing he wanted was to disappoint his mother, but what else could he do? He was not who they thought he was, and he needed them to listen to him just once. “You can do it.”
“But- but my name is Hong Ji-”
“Your Y̶̰̮͙̓̀ŏ̸̗͂ͅŭ̷̡̘̕r̶̬̟̙̀ ̵̼̗͓͠ṇ̸͚̂͜a̴̜̻͛m̵͓̬͋ȩ̸͔͓͑, sweetheart!” His mother yelled, uncharacteristically harsh and Jisoo shrunk, knees on the floor and tears on his cheeks as the last bit of courage and adrenaline in his blood vanished immediately. “Let me ask you, again. What’s your real name?”
“I’m- I'm Y̶̰̮͙̓̀ŏ̸̗͂ͅŭ̷̡̘̕r̶̬̟̙̀ ̵̼̗͓͠ṇ̸͚̂͜a̴̜̻͛m̵͓̬͋ȩ̸͔͓͑."
In which Jisoo woke up with amnesia after a car accident... or so his family claimed. As he tried piecing together his past, he began suspecting their story was a carefully constructed lie.
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16 Jul 2024
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05 Jul 2024
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Out of all the terrible boyfriends Chan has had in the past, he hopes Wonwoo is different.
He begs that Wonwoo is different.
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11 Jun 2024
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“He's heading this way,” Wonwoo whispered, and even before Jihoon could react, he felt an arm around his waist, his body suddenly pressed against the lean and rigid line of his date’s figure. “We’re going to make him jealous.”
“No!” he exclaimed, the smell of whiskey and cotton momentarily clouding his mind, the words he wanted to say dying on his tongue when he felt a large hand resting on his hip.
“Laugh,” Wonwoo ordered, ducking down. “Pretend like I said the funniest joke in the world, sweetheart.”
“Sweetheart?” He hissed, the nickname pulling him out of his reverie. With a frown, he hit Wonwoo on the chest; lava, hot and heavy, seemed to have replaced the blood coursing through his veins, his whole body in flames as the other man reached out to catch his balled fist, holding it hostage with his free hand. “I have a reputation-”
“Wow, has anyone told you that you have grabbable hips?” Wonwoo mumbled, and Jihoon could only gasp when the other man squeezed his hip like he was proving a point.
In which Jihoon is in need of a date for a swanky reunion, Wonwoo gets mistaken for an escort, and a cat walks on the frozen Han River
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16 Jul 2024