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The boy laughed and threw an arm around Jongho’s shoulders like they’d known each other for years.
“I’m Jung Wooyoung and I just saved your life.”
“He wasn’t going to kill me.” Jongho rolled his eyes.
“It’s a metaphor.”
“A metaphor for what?”
“Our relationship.”
“We don’t have a relationship. I don’t even know you.”
“Well let’s open that door and then you can buy me lunch.”
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When Jongho was fifteen years old, he’d wanted nothing more than to grow up to become a Pro Hero. Somewhere along the line he lost sight of that dream, and he lost sight of Jung Wooyoung, too.
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I wanna live, I wanna be right now
I wanna scream 'til my lungs give out
Oh, this is what it means to be aliveBookmarked by kat_ro1234
30 May 2026
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Choi Jongho lived a simple life where nothing particularly extraordinary ever happened anymore and that was the way he liked it. His life was peaceful; it was quiet; hardly anything ever changed; and he wouldn’t have it any other way. After all, his adventurous days were long behind him. A few too many battles, a few too many scars both where anyone could see and where no one could, a few too many loved ones lost. He craved the monotony he had now, relished slow days in the warm, spring sun, clung to the happy smiles sent his way these days. It was a simple life and he needed it to be that way after the chaotic complexity of his past.
But then he met Jung Wooyoung and his simple life became a little less so. Though, Jongho could hardly regret meeting who would end up becoming the love of his life, even if he had turned his world completely on its head from the moment they first met.
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- Part 9 of ATEEZ Oneshots and Stories
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30 May 2026
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It’s not San’s fault he’s sweet.
It’s just that Jongho is starving.Or:
Jongho’s in love with his best friend, who’s too oblivious—and too kind—for his own good.Bookmarked by kat_ro1234
29 May 2026
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“Can you help me order?”
“You can say, je voudrais un, and then whatever coffee you want. And that—” Yeosang pointed with his finger at the dessert, “is called a millefeuille.”
Jongho turned to him with his lips thinned. “You cannot expect me to say that word. No. Who the hell even came up with that, that’s impossible to say.”
(or, When Yeosang decided to study in a foreign country, he failed to consider how hard it would be to communicate with the people here. Jongho seemed more than eager to learn French if it meant he got to spend time with him)
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29 May 2026
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Hongjoong has always been an insomniac. That’s well known to his coworkers and his friends.
(He's a producer. Sleepless nights come with the territory.)
Less well known is that he sleepwalks.
(But it isn’t a problem. He has it under control.)
It was fine. He was fine.
(Until it wasn’t.)
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10 May 2026