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Angelface, my angelface. This is my honest act of love. Soon you'll be reborn in my love, and when you open your eyes again, you will see only me.

Sunghoon and Sunoo accidentally swapped phones for a week. Sunghoon found Sunoo's burner account and learned what, "Raw and deep juseyo," means.

Sunoo stood in the hallway in his work clothes—khaki suit trousers, white dress shirt, a silk tie loosened at the collar. The glasses perched on his nose were slightly askew and underneath his cheeks flushed pink. His chest rising and falling did nothing to hide that he'd sprinted up the stairs."I hate you," Sunoo said by way of greeting."No, you don't. You said I made your hole weak. Sorry, whole week."Sunoo's stifled scream sounded like a kettle about to burst. "How many of them did you read?""All of them. I was bored on the plane."His hand shot out, palm up. "Fun is over. Give me my phone."

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Attorney Kim's secret double life as fansite master-nim MeowStar0420 for ENHYPEN's Jay gets found out by the one member he doesn't even care about, Park Sunghoon.

Sunoo held out his hand cupped into half a heart toward Jay the moment he stepped out of the van. Jay's eyes swept the crowd, passing right over him—lost somewhere in the noise."Jay! Heart, please!"Sunghoon shouldered in out of nowhere and finished the heart for him. Winked, too.Are you kidding me.Sunoo flipped his hand into a thumbs-up.

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Sunghoon and Sunoo played parents for one day.

Sunoo sighed. "Can you get that? Probably the delivery guy."Sunghoon stood, ran a hand through his hair, and opened the front door.On the porch stood a toddler who looked no older than three and not tall enough to reach the doorbell. His round cheeks were bracketing a beam and in his fist was a plastic toy knife."...Sunoo. Did someone order a baby?""Yijin." He tapped his own chest with his stubby little finger. "나 이찌니야."

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— a collection of ficlets and drabbles of various ships.

Of almosts, agains, unsent texts, bad poetry, and every conversation stuck in your throat.

table of contents

of back-up groomsman and wedding bingo

of sun, moon, and bad religion

Sunoo found out, the hard way, that Park Sunghoon had gotten hot.

The last time Sunoo had felt like this, he was fourteen, home alone, and had googled "hot muscular men" on the family computer and sat very still for a contemplative moment and came to realize that, oh, that's what this is.He felt the same enlightenment. He thought he'd known the full spectrum of gayness but at this point he wasn't even sure if he knew his own gayness. Perhaps he hadn't been properly gay until this moment and that he had to come out again as a gay 2.0 because this face in front of him was the face people go gay for.

The rules were simple. No staying, no overlap into the morning. Anton had been careful about that. He just hadn't accounted for the jacket, post-its, and 63 saved songs.

Anton hated that Heeseung noticed when he was cold before he said anything. He hated the weight of Heeseung's jacket and that he'd borrowed it once in a parking lot at 1 AM. He hated that Heeseung had never asked for it back.He hated that Heeseung never asked him to stay and never asked him to leave but always left the door unlocked for him.He hated—although he'd never say this out loud—the way Heeseung kissed him.

Park Sunghoon has one crush, one mission, and absolutely no game.

"Usually," Sunoo said, rubbing his arms, "people offer their jacket when I say I'm cold."Sunghoon obediently pulled up his hoodie."What are you—okay, stop, stop—why don't you have anything underneath?"Sunghoon looked down at his own bare torso and chiseled abs. Correct, he did not. But Sunoo said he was cold, so."...Do you want it or not."

The sluttiest thing a man could wear was a brain.

Nerds made him wet. But not shy, clumsy types with out of style glasses. Sunoo wanted the dangerous kind. The arrogant ones, the sharp tongues, the ones who knew their minds were the sharpest tool in the box. He wanted to kneel at the altar of it and, in the same breath, tear it down until all that brilliance choked on his name.

The music performance department's star pianist harbored a secret: an illicit affair with his married professor. When Sunghoon discovered their forbidden relationship, Sunoo's carefully planned escape from the country slowly and dangerously crumbled.

"You said you want to get out? So get the fuck out." Sunghoon's fist shot out, slamming into the door inches from Sunoo's head with a loud crack. "Tell me, does he even fucking care?" Blood seeped from his split knuckles. "Does he know I'm the one you call when he goes back home to his wife? Does it even matter to him?"Sunoo flinched so violently his bag slipped from his fingers, hitting the floor. There was a genuine moment of shock and fear at the realization that he may have finally pushed Sunghoon beyond his breaking point."Sunghoon..." he whispered, "You're scaring me.""Good," Sunghoon replied, clenching his jaw. "Because you should be scared. Not of me, I would never hurt you. But of waking up five years from now still waiting for him to choose you. When you've pushed away everyone who actually gave a damn about you for someone who only remembers you exist when he's bored at home."

Heeseung wondered how after all this time, Jay could still say his name gentler than he ever did.

"Then let go of the things that hurt you." Jay's voice was gentle, but his eyes were searching into him, like it was asking of the things Heeseung couldn't even begin to say.Heeseung's eyes met him. "And if it still hurts even when I do?"Jay turned fully toward him then. "Have you ever thought that maybe..." he paused, and carefully, "you've let go of the wrong thing?"

After breaking up with his fiance, businessman Jay hires an eccentric male-escort Heeseung as his date for family holiday.

"For the record. I would've done this for less money."Jay paused, half-turned. "And I would have paid more."Heeseung folded his arms, bathrobe sliding treacherously low on one shoulder. It drew Jay's gaze for a fraction of a second, just long enough to count as his victory. "I'll do such a good job you will not want to let me go.""I know you will. But I will let you go."

No-nonsense Assistant PD Park Sunghoon can handle even the wackiest situations, but the new intern might actually be his undoing.

A soft mumbling caught Sunghoon's attention. He glanced over to see Sunoo hunched over his notepad, that fluffy pen working overtime. "Jang PD… regular spot… we… idiots...""Hey, intern. You're writing this down too?"Sunoo's head snapped up, all wide eyes and sunshine. "Yes! Every detail matters. I understood it the first time."Sunghoon pinched the bridge of his nose. "Jay, help me here."

Jay didn't like his new neighbor. That, until he started getting evidence that his neighbor might be a… pretty camboy.

Jay trudged up to his apartment, tired and stressed as usual. He punched in his door code, the beeps were pathetically the most comforting sound he heard today. Home was a safe place after all.Or so he thought.Something faint caught his ears from next door. It was muffled at first, but unmistakable.Moaning.

Within Sunghoon's 24 hours, Sunoo was his 25th hour—an afterthought, the pause between heartbeats, a love dead long before it was lost.

"Let's be clear about something first," Sunghoon murmured as he pulled away, leaving just a hairsbreadth of space between their lips. His words fanned hotly against Sunoo's parted lips. "This is just sex, nothing more."At that moment, Sunoo couldn't care less about labels, as long as he could feel Sunghoon's lips on his skin again."Yes."One of them lied.

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In a world born cruel, Sυnghoon and Sυnoo dared to believe that perhaps, this time, love might be enough.

Sunghoon's heart hammered against his ribs. The sound of Sunoo's laughter was everything he'd been trying not to crave.Don't.His hands clenched into fists at his sides. Sunghoon let his head fall forward until his forehead rested against Sunoo's thighs. Slowly, almost unwillingly, he let his body sink lower. His knees bent, the gravel pressing into them as his chest felt like he might float away.Don't make me rely on this.Sunoo's laughter quieted into something gentler in Sunghoon's ears. His hand found its way to Sunghoon's hair, fingers threading through it gently. He buried his face into Sunoo's lap as if he could hide from the world in that small space.

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The single bed might be too small for both of them but it kept them warm during winter because home was more than four walls—it was four limbs and lips to kiss."Sunoo, you have all of my tomorrows. And I'll sacrifice my next lives for you if it means to give you all of the happiness you deserve in this lifetime."

But what if forever wasn't enough time for him to love Sunghoon? Would they have enough time to explore every corner of their hearts and souls? Could they ever reach the end?

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On Christmas Eve, Sunoo learned that his first love, Sunghoon, was getting married. That same night, Sunoo opened up a box and went through all the love letters Sunghoon had written him five years ago."… Your eyes are autumn, summer is in your heart, spring blooms across your lips, but winter surrounds you and that's how I come around to wrap my arms around you."

"She seems lovely."Sunghoon chuckled. "Oh she is, but she's also really stubborn, keeps me on my toes.""Are you happy?" the question slipped out before Sunoo could bite his tongue.Please say no."I am. More than I've ever been."

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Sunoo and Heeseung had made plans to move out of the country, seeking to escape the haunting remnants of a love lost and a heart shattered. But in the 24 hours left before their flight, the doubts of tomorrow crept back in; of torn chapters, sworn oaths, and a love he hadn't unlearned."All my heart,
Sunoo"

He did love Heeseung, he loved Heeseung.And that was why he couldn't tell Heeseung that it still burned his lips every time he'd say Sunghoon's name out loud.

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When Sunoo said he wanted love, he didn't mean for it to be a shitty romcom scenario starring the big coffeehouse chain's hot CEO in a suit and tie who put his humble small café out of business.Forget romance. Park Sunghoon was the enemy, plain and simple.But well… Sunoo could at least look, right?

"Don't take it personally, this is really just business to me." There, the words that could make even a saint clench their fists. "Maybe you'd be less grumpy over lunch with me?"Sunoo's mouth twitched in annoyance, the extreme urge to wipe that smug grin off Sunghoon's face coursing through him."I don't fraternize with the enemy."

After Jungwon broke up with his girlfriend, he found himself with a two-bedroom apartment that he could no longer afford and an eviction note on his door. Luckily for him, Sunoo came in the clutch and managed to find someone for him.

"He's from Seattle, an international student. 2 years older than you."I speak English just alright." Jungwon nodded. "I don't think age is a problem either."Oh, that's not what I'm worried about.""Then?""He's gay," Sunoo paused before he continued scandalously,"Gay as hell."

Sunoo canceled his threesome appointment with Sunghoon and Jongseong for a chance to get dicked down by Heeseung.No one told him that son of a bitch got a boyfriend.

Sunoo blinked in confusion as Heeseung chuckled at Jaeyun's antics. But when he caught Jaeyun giving him a subtle nasty look, it dawned on him.Wait…WAITOh, Jaeyun… you WHORESuddenly they were in a passive-aggressive stare-down, each silently daring the other to make the next move.Turned out Sunoo wasn't the only predator in this jungle. Another hunter prowled into his territory. He now had a competition.So the goody-two-shoes club president wanted to try and stake his claim, did he? Well, two could play the game.First come first serve, bitch. Get in line.

Sunoo called off his dream wedding in Italy because his scumbag fiancé (now ex) cheated on him. He went online and offered to let anyone take over his venue booking at half price. His prayer was answered when a stranger commented, "I'll take it."However, Sunoo's relief was short-lived when the stranger later said, "I'll marry you."

"We'll take care of our own lives financially," Sunoo continued to state decisively. "I'll support myself. We can split shared living expenses down the middle, but otherwise what's yours is yours, what's mine is mine—Oh, but you still need to wine and dine me, take me on a date night once every two months on bare minimum. Fake marriage or not, you have to treat me well."Sunghoon's eyes glinted with amusement as he leaned forward. "And what do I get in return?"Sunoo tilted his chin up. "Name your price."Sunghoon's eyes lingered on Sunoo's plump lips before trailing up to meet his gaze again. "Sex."

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Sunoo committed crimes for fun just to see how much he could get away with and Sunghoon was a.. hot police detective trying to prove to his friends that the success rate of his love life was not linear with the size of his cock his face.

"In another life, I would have really liked just doing money laundering and tax evasion with you.""Sunoo, I work in law enforcement for god's sake."

It never occured to Sunoo and Jungwon that love would appear in a form of two stereotypical bad boys

"Can you believe this is what humanity has come to?" Sunoo wondered out loud as he watched Sunghoon and Jay confidently strutting across the cafeteria, drawing attention like two badly written bad boy protagonists from a trash romcom movie. Behind them was their entourage of followers, eager to be part of the spectacle. "It's corny as hell."Jungwon fixed his eyes on the scene unfolding before them and shrugged. "Well, I don't support harem either. But have you heard? Being attracted to bad boys means expressing our inner rebel without rebelling at all. In other words it’s a pretty liberating experience."

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Jay was a rock band's frontman that went on hiatus after getting caught in one of the biggest scandals of the Korean music industry. Jungwon was a washed-up idol who wrote hit music under pseudonyms. But he would do anything to stand on the stage again even if it means singing with Jay and risking his own downfall.

"I write the music, you do your part and keep the gossip tabloids alive." Jungwon coyly looked up at the singer standing before him. "Am I wrong?"Jay clenched his jaw. "What do you know about rock and roll, idol?"

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