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Hyun-tak wasn’t the type of guy to thinks too much before speaking. Or before throwing a punch. Which worked fine, most of the time.
But that was only until Seong-je starts showing up again. Not with fists, not with backup, but with that fucking smile full of teeth. The uncanny ability to press the right button, and then act like he didn’t mean to. Except…
The threats that didn’t actually sound like threats. His laughs, the way he touched Hyun-tak.
They were to make Hyun-tak react. Too confused, too caught in between the fight and his will to protect his friends. He didn’t get it. Didn’t want to get it. But he let it happen without knowing why anyway.
Let Seong-je get close enough to leave a mark.
And Seong-je? He wanted to dig this feeling up. Strip it down. Watch it burn.
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04 Jun 2026
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come be my teacher. by badplayerana, riverling
Fandoms: 약한영웅 | Weak Hero (TV), Weak Hero (Webcomic)
20 Dec 2025
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“No, listen. What if you helped me? Like practice, you know? You’re hot, I trust you, it makes sense.”
The silence that follows is almost comical. Gotak blinks; he looks like his brain just short-circuited. “You want me to kiss you. For research.”
or.
Fresh into their college years, Baku realizes he might not be as straight as he thought. Lucky for him, he can always count on Gotak for a helping hand.
(aka. The Practice Fic™)
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- Part 2 of bakugotak fest.
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04 Jun 2026
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“Is it fun to be Na Baekjin’s minion?”
“It is fun. I get to kill punks like you.”28-year-old Detective Go Hyuntak is barely out of rookie training when his first major case lands in his lap. Thinking he’s ready to prove himself to everyone around him, the last thing he expects is a cuffed Geum Seongje.
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01 Jun 2026
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His eyes followed the quiet, calming movements of the sea. Eerily still, no wind to carry the salt into his eyes at this time of the night.
Peaceful. Almost.
Because the heart beat a little too hurriedly within Hyuntak’s chest, chasing something. Someone.
"Come to me."
He spoke, as if enchanted. Probably dreaming, because he didn't understand to whom he was calling out to. Yet he repeated himself, eager. Wanting.
"Come. I'll be waiting."
Nothing. Not even a wave dared hit the hull of the ship as it sat docked between two small islands, only dark jagged rocks forming its surface.
Disappointed, he turned his back to the sea.
But it watched him now. It noted his presence. It knew.
It knew he belonged in it, drowning but never dying, bathing in its waters, indigo blue and teal, maelstrom filled and icy cold at the rock bottom.
His home. The home Hyuntak didn't know he had, but was going to learn was his soon.
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30 May 2026
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There was a reason Hyuntak was capable of pushing so much about Baekjin under the rug. Because he blamed someone else more, way more than he thought possible. Someone he thought he would cherish forever, the person who stood and watched his knee become shattered and ruined, despite knowing he was an athlete. An athlete with dreams and aspirations he used to support.
Geum fucking Seongje, the person he hated, feared, thought about way too often at times.
The person who read so much manga in 10th grade he proceeded to go around telling half the school he and Hyuntak-ie were tied together by the red string of fate.
(or hyuntak and seongje used to be childhood friends before one went to eunjang, other to ganghak)
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30 May 2026