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It works well enough for Wooyoung, continuing to just exist, live his day simply going through it without much thought. It’s easy.
It’s like he’s living life on automatic, not truly taking anything in. Life passes quickly when you aren’t truly present.
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Something happens.
Wooyoung keeps going.
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11 Jun 2026
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Wooyoung snaps at anyone who looks at San wrong.
San makes sure everyone knows exactly who Wooyoung belongs to.
Neither of them would have it any other way.
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a collection of moments from a relationship built on the particular brand of devotion that looks, from the outside, a little like madness
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07 Jun 2026
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Wooyoung doesn't feel anything. Not relief, not shame, not the sting of what he's just done to himself—nothing but a hollowed out, echoing nothing that fills the space where something should be.
It's been weeks since the crash. Weeks since he shut himself off from everything, including San.
San—the love of his life, the one person who has always had access to the version of Wooyoung he's never shown anyone else.
And still, at five in the morning, San's texts keep coming.
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24 May 2026
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Sometimes breaking up with someone doesn't mean the love is gone.
Sometimes, when that love grows too large, even care starts to bruise.
And sometimes, one phone call, falling snow and a forgotten sprig of mistletoe are enough to bring two people back to where they were always meant to be.or:
On a quiet Christmas night, Wooyoung and San are reminded that some endings were never meant to stay final.
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24 May 2026
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So here he was now, standing in the apartment they shared, with Wooyoung’s dream fulfilled and his lover transformed.
With a vampire fledgling on his hands.
“I’ve told you how many times now,” San said, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at Wooyoung’s furrowed brows and narrowed eyes, “that you can’t sink your fangs into everything you come across?”
He gestured toward the couch. “The last time I checked, our sofa doesn’t have blood in it.”
In response, San heard something that could only be described as a quiet growl—if vampires were even capable of making such sounds. It reminded him painfully of an annoyed cat, cornered and offended, refusing to admit guilt. San raised an eyebrow, only to be met with Wooyoung squinting even harder, looking exactly like a kitten caught chewing on forbidden cables and daring its owner to scold it again.
His love.
And, unfortunately, his responsibility.
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24 May 2026