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“Fuck, I fucking hate you- Alpha!” Renjuns moans uncontrollably, his nails scratching lines in Jaemin’s back. Jaemin speeds up his thrusts, groaning as Renjun tightens around him. “If you hated me this badly, then why am I the only one able to have you like this?”
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05 Apr 2026
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30 Mar 2026
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After presenting in the middle of Gym class, Renjun is in utter daze on how exactly he'd deal with his newfound identity.
Clueless, he goes to the internet for answers and even tries the public library but he ends up in a dead-end. He's desperate how to figure out how exactly his body is working because its completely different from what he learned back in school.
When his friend brings him to an omega specialist, they say his only solution is to find an alpha that can help him throughout his heats.
So when his neighbor, which he despises the most, offers to help him out, he ends up saying yes.
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- Part 1 of buried words and confessions
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29 Mar 2026
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Renjun, for the majority of his life, has planned out how he would live his life the moment he met his soulmates.
He wasn’t ready what to do when both of his soulmates rejected him.
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29 Mar 2026
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His phone slipped from his hands and hit the floor with a dull sound. This time, the silence was deafening. He laughed then—soft, broken, almost hysterical. “Of course,” he whispered to the empty room.
“Of course.”
All the promises. All the reassurances.
Reduced to nothing more than something they said to make him stop hurting in private, while in public, he didn’t exist at all. The front door opened an hour later.
Renjun didn’t turn around.
Jaemin’s voice was cheerful, unaware.
“Jun! You’re still up.”
Jeno noticed first. The way Renjun’s shoulders were tense. The phone lying face-down on the floor. The air thick with something sharp and wrong.
“Renjun?”
Jeno said cautiously. Renjun stood up slowly.
He turned to face them, eyes dry, expression eerily calm. “So,” he said, voice steady despite the storm raging inside him, “when did I stop being part of your life?”
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23 Feb 2026