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"Do you know what they call me? Do you know my nickname?"
Baekjin paused. Of course, he knew the nickname 'mad dog from ganghak' that Seongje had been given. That was the main reason Baekjin invited him to join Union and made him his right-hand man.
"Baekjin's lap dog,"
Seongje continued, leaving Baekjin stunned.
"You've never heard of it?" Seongje asked now, his gaze focused on Baekjin's confused expression. "They say I'm a stray dog tamed by Na Baekjin. The genius from Yeoil. "One word from you will determine whether I'll be a dog that bites or protects someone."
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Sharp Edges by lua_6655321
Fandoms: 약한영웅 Class 1 | Weak Hero Class 1 (TV), 약한영웅 Class 2 | Weak Hero Class 2 (TV), Weak Hero (Webcomic)
10 Sep 2025
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Seongje talks. About the fight with Eunjang’s, about Baekjin no longer being Choi’s golden boy. About Humin. Baekjin just closes his eyes and grits his teeth. Bears it all like he bears the pain. Thinks that he would rather have died than be this weak, and maybe that's it's his ultimate punishment. To live through every humiliating, agonizing second of it.
“You want help with your bandages?” Seongje asks eventually. “Say please, I might even be nice about it.”
“Fuck you.”
It comes out soft. Hoarse. Weak. He knows Seongje will do whatever he wants anyway.
Seongje smirks.
Baekjin closes his eyes. Tries to breathe through the aching in his ribs and the burning in his gut.
A moment later, something thumps on the coffee table. Baekjin looks.
The first-aid kit.
Seongje is kneeling, sleeves rolled up.
“Forgot my sexy nurse costume,” he says. “I’ll bring it next time.”
Baekjin doesn’t reply.
He just sits still and lets Seongje start with the cut above his eyebrow. The antiseptic stings. The bandage is tight.
Next time, Baekjin thinks.
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Or my version of a love story between these two losers
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Washing Machine Heart by hextechheart (ibelieveindrarry)
Fandoms: 약한영웅 | Weak Hero (TV), Weak Hero (Webcomic), 약한영웅 Class 2 | Weak Hero Class 2 (TV)
24 Jun 2026
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"Get up." Baekjin said, even though he could just go to his bedroom and lock himself inside and not have to deal with Seongje anymore. He decided to indulge him. After all, staying at home all day bored him.
Seongje grinned up at him lazily. "No." He made himself more comfortable. Baekjin caught a peek of his collarbone as his hoodie shifted, pale and a tiny mole on the side.
Baekjin exhaled through his nose. "This is my apartment. Act like a guest."
"You can sit on my lap if you want, but I'm not getting up."
"Tempting." Baekjin mustered all sarcasm into the word, taking a seat across him in the armchair.