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"I get to see you next week. I'm a lucky man."
"We are seeing each other to sign papers … Divorce papers! That is not a date—"
Or the one where Seonghwa and Hongjoong get a divorce but a certain drunk Hongjoong ruins those plans.
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28 May 2026
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A thunderstorm forces Hongjoong to make a pit stop at his local diner. Inside, he meets Park Seonghwa—the new waiter with a pretty smile and sparkling doe eyes—who leaves him questioning everything he thought he knew about himself.
Or, infamous motorcycle gang leader Hongjoong starts spiraling after meeting waiter Seonghwa.
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21 Oct 2025
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What the hell had Hongjoong gotten himself into? He’d been considering getting a hybrid for a while, it wasn’t like this was completely out of the blue. But he’d been entirely unprepared when he’d gotten an email about an online hybrid auction taking place the very next day.
Of course, Hongjoong had only read the first 5 pages of the nearly 80 page information packet. Who had time for that?
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Hongjoong adopts a bunny hybrid without doing his homework on how to care for one. It turns out they have a lot more sexual needs than he was prepared to handle. Seonghwa was trained to be a ‘personal companion’ and is baffled when his new owner refuses his sexual advances.Bookmarked by cxece3
09 Apr 2026
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01 Oct 2025
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“Please, Seonghwa. I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, please. Please, stay.”
Seonghwa gives Hongjoong a look that threatens to carve out his insides. To dry and hang them, black and corroded by mistakes and shame, in the window and expose them to the block. Tourists would point, and guffaw, and residents would gasp. Old ladies would whisper to themselves at cafés, asking, 'Who is that?' And the waiter would refill their coffees, smiling as he answers, 'Nobody.'
Because, as Hongjoong says now: “Je ne suis rien sans toi."
His words fall heavily in the room. He feels Seonghwa’s pity, hot like an iron bearing down on his chest. It’s suffocating. Hongjoong’s breaths are quick, light, he’s hyperventilating. His fingertips are numb. He stares at Seonghwa, and Seonghwa stares back at him.
Silence cuts between them, with Hongjoong knelt like a cursed, shunned disciple at Seonghwa’s feet. A tear track leaks down Seonghwa’s cheek. Hongjoong makes a sound like a wounded deer, waiting to be mercy-killed by its hunter. Hongjoong whimpers, and Seonghwa fires the gun.
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26 Mar 2026