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Wooyoung wants to be big, tough and undeniably straight. He spends his days at the campus gym trying to bulk up his lean frame and beat up anyone who threatens his fragile ego. San thinks he’s just a loud-mouthed boy in deep denial and he’s tired of the act. When San catches Wooyoung in a desperate, clumsy attempt to 'prove' his own heterosexuality to himself, he decides to step in.
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San wants to fuck the homophobia right out of Wooyoung’s tight, virgin ass. He’s going to strip away every bit of that 'manly' pride until all is left a boy so thoroughly broken and addicted to a cock inside him that he forgets he ever hated it.
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08 May 2026
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Wooyoung sighed loudly. “I’m stranded at the train station, San. The blizzard is about to hit within the hour and they just shut everything down except for the local subways,” he explained. Then, in a smaller voice, “I have nowhere to go.”
Despite Wooyoung’s obvious frustration, there was the barest trace of fear laced in his voice. San hadn’t heard from him in months, but he could still detect the minute inflections of emotion that hid within his cadence.
“Come to my apartment, I’m not too far away. You can stay here.” San offered without any further hesitation.
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After too many months of distance, San and Wooyoung get snowed in together (and close the distance between them for good).
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04 Apr 2026
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What happened after the famous Woosan hip thrust in the air.
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07 Mar 2026
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San confidently punches in the door code for the break room and strides inside with his head held high. "Hi! I'm San, the assistant manager. We haven't met officially before but we'll be working together tonight. You must be–"
San's words don't so much come to halt as trip over themselves and get lodged somewhere in his throat.
Because, honestly, what does one say exactly when you find one Jung Wooyoung waist-deep in an open vending machine? As if that wasn't bad enough, Wooyoung is wearing some sort of doe-brown onesie that molds lovingly to his devastatingly cute ass as he shakes it to Brenda Lee's spunky vocals, an adorable little tufted brown and white tail attached to the backside bopping along to the beat.
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San and Wooyoung have to do inventory on Christmas Eve while snowed in. The trouble starts with a reindeer onesie and a candy cane. It's all downhill from there.
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27 Feb 2026
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"It makes sense in a way," Wooyoung began slowly, cocking his head as he took him in, head to toe. "I think I manifested this."
San's hands came up in front of him, stopping mid motion of straggling a pretty phantom neck. "The fuck are you on about?"
Wooyoung smiled serenely. "You know when I was a teenager I spent a lot of time wishing for vampires and werewolves to be real—big fan as I said. The grimoire I found on ebay said nothing about this time delay in the spell's effectiveness though…" He trailed off at the end, appearing to consider this seriously, perhaps contemplating whether he should write the seller a belated review and torment them instead.
San was genuinely baffled, lingering fury subdued as he processed all of that. "You…you bought some kind of fake hocus pocus book of ebay?!"
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Vampire Choi San's existence spans hundreds of years and he will still claim with absolute confidence that Jung Wooyoung is the most batshit crazy, annoying, high maintenance person he has ever met. Literally the last person on earth he would want to have as a companion on a road trip to Japan. Unfortunately, that is exactly what has to happen for San to get his peaceful eternity back.
Bookmarked by flyingtrash
25 Jan 2026