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"Forgot your umbrella?"
The voice came from the right—warm, a little rough around the edges, and touched with dry amusement. San turned his head, just enough.
A young man leaned casually against the wall a few steps away. His long bangs curled softly from the damp air, framing his pretty face. An unlit cigarette rested at the corner of his mouth, and silver earrings swung gently from his ears, catching the faint light of the overcast sky. A thick, dark scarf was wrapped snugly around his neck, and in one hand, he held a neatly folded blue umbrella.
"Yeah," San mumbled. "I thought the rain would wait."
"It never does." The stranger smiled gently. "If you want… take mine."
San blinked, momentarily caught off guard. "Really?"
Choi San likes people who stay.
Jung Wooyoung likes people who care.Bookmarked by mangootapioca
18 Jun 2026
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“And he's just so … ngh!” With a sound that just barely wasn't a moan, Wooyoung flopped over the counter, chest hitting the dark wood and arms dangling over the other side.
“Ngh meaning …?”
Wooyoung looked up to Yunho's chuckle with a raised eyebrow.
“Tall, broad, can put you through a mattress?”
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Wooyoung starts encountering a handsome stranger on the subway, and his colleagues at the game bar, Seonghwa and Mingi, become unwilling witnesses to his regular crashouts. Until Seonghwa introduces his cousin, San, who just moved to their city a little while ago - and who is the exact same stranger Wooyoung can't get out of his head.
Where Wooyoung is a flirt to everyone but San because he keeps getting flustered, and he might just send the wrong message with that. Because he would really, really like to flirt with San. And maybe also kiss him. A lot.
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18 Jun 2026
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“Well.” Wooyoung tightens his grip around the chopsticks propped between his fingers and stabs them at the freshly grilled samgyeopsal on his plate. “This is the part where you ask me if I’m crazy and tell me that disaster is about to strike and that you’ll be armed and ready with an I told you so after the world crashes and burns around us.”
Mingi rolls his eyes, bemused. “If you wanted that, you would’ve gone to Hongjoong first.” His gaze then drops with mild concern, tracking where Wooyoung is taking his stress out on his food by hastily splitting pieces of it away from the mainland. “Besides, this won't be the craziest thing you’ve ever done.”
Wooyoung’s eyes dart upwards and his fingers skid to a stop. “What is, then?”
Mingi’s lips give a slight twitch at the corners. “Dumping Yunho.”
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16 Jun 2026
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“Did you hear me?” Wooyoung demands, struggling to look over his shoulder at Yunho. “I said I hate you.”
“Oh no. Please. Don’t say such a thing,” Yunho deadpans, rolling his eyes to the ceiling.
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06 Jun 2026
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There’s a lot of sides to San that Wooyoung has seen before. He prides himself in having seen a few sides reserved only for him — the romantic San that sneaks flowers into the dorm to leave in Wooyoung’s room, that holds something up in front of their faces to give him a quick kiss when people are around, that holds his hand in crowded airports and cramped tour vans.
He’s seen happy San and disappointed San, angry San and anxious San, horny and satisfied, relaxed and amped up, scared and courageous. He loves all of them equally.
He thought by now, after years of friendship, and another couple years in a relationship, he had seen about all of the diverse and endearing sides his boyfriend had to offer, but he’d forgotten one thing.
He’s never seen San drunk.
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29 May 2026