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“You knew what this meant,” Siwoo says finally. “Back then. When you were sleeping with me.”
Jaehyuk flinches. Just barely.
“You are the heir,” Siwoo continues. “You are Park Jaehyuk. And I thought I understood the boundaries. I thought I was the one who kept it separate. And now you're telling me you had this in your pocket the whole time.”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“No,” Siwoo murmurs. “It was exactly like that. For you.”(Or: The LCK boys are all chaebols - heirs to the richest and most influential companies in South Korea - and love is a nasty business all round.)
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07 Jan 2026
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就这样过了很久，一点一点累积起来的湿度终于达到了阈值。
那片不能承受更多悲伤的，名为崔玄凖的云还是化成了落在郑志勋身上的雨水。 -
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【壳花2026新年•灯红酒绿24h】
跨年夜请多做几次
冰块play 落地窗 后入 腿交Bookmarked by wonaini
31 Dec 2025
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The first time Jaehyuk sees him, he's mid-swing between buildings and dangerously close to a lot of traffic.
The boy is leaning against a building while talking animatedly on the phone, and then he sees it.
His smile.
His fucking smile. It’s big and boxy. And white. And dazzling.
Beautiful.
Needless to say, in the split second between seeing the stranger’s smile and swinging from building to building, Jaehyuk slams directly into the back of a moving box truck. He rolls over and somehow manages to land on his feet on the sidewalk.
He turns around and there he is: smiley boy looking straight at him, eyes wide and mouth agape, paused mid sentence.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I am okay. Not concussed, probably. – I’m good. It’s all good.”
“Are you sure? You hit that truck pretty hard.” Smiley boy takes a step forward, phone in hand. “I could always call an ambulance.”
Or: Jaehyuk is spider-man, he's also weak for pretty boys with huge smiles.
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Something like Love should be wrapped up, hidden away somewhere quiet that no one could ever hurt it, Jaehyuk thinks, watching Siwoo balancing Suhwan on his hip as he pushes open the curtains, humming softly, flooding the little kitchen with light.
But Love to Siwoo was flowers in a field under the open sky. It would be wrong, Jaehyuk knows, to see something so bright and beautiful, and insist on locking it away.