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"Don't call me loyal like it's a compliment, Tak. You've seen what it does to me. You've seen the way I bark."
aka: hyuntak used to be seongje's world, until he ended it all with one decision seven years ago.now, seongje is the ruthless enforcer of a larger, darker union, and hyuntak is a forensic specialist sent undercover by NIS.
The rise of a Wolf is always followed by the fall of its defender. -
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aka hyuntak's three year old toddler wont stop swearing, and his teacher won't stop flirting with him. all in all, not a great week
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When Humin’s eyes light up, it’s a punch to the ribs all over again. He’d looked so tired before, so hollow, and now he just – he’s Hyuntak’s friend, he thinks, even if he hears that voice in the back of his head that sounds suspiciously like Gayool, saying: friends don’t have the sort of promise you guys have. It’s okay to be gay, Tak. I support you. Be who you are for your pride!
Fuck off, he snaps back, but thinks about it. Thinks about Humin risking his head to desperately reach out a hand for him. Thinks about Humin leaving everything he knew behind, just because Hyuntak had made him promise.
aka: hyuntak and humin in the aftermath of hyuntak's knee
They're a link of fingers, in that it breaks bone to tear them apart, in that what joins them is a promise.
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Sometimes, when Seongje looks at him, it feels like he’s eating at his own heart. He can’t reach Hyuntak’s, so he reaches for that which belongs to him.
It’s the same reason why he beats him black and blue (ha, maybe blue isn’t always so bad.) He wants to connect the two; beating heart, beaten body, rinse repeat. If the body and heart are the same, then hurting one becomes touching the other.
It’s fucked, he knows this. His psyche is royally twisted the fuck up, but that doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is having a piece of Hyuntak irrevocably his, something not even Humin and his stupid strong hands, and his stupid strong moral code, and he’s stupid, he’s stupid he’sstupidhe’sstupidhe’s—
The only thing that matters is the push and pull between them, the anger he can rouse in Hyuntak that no one else can, the damage he’s printed so deep into him that not even Humin and his fucking cock could reach that far.
aka; 5 times Hyuntak doesn't let Seongje have him, and one time he does
(or um a character study on seongje and how he wants hyuntak ?? idk i was listening to sex by 1975 and birthed this in one sitting)
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He wanted to punch his face in, knock his teeth from his mouth. He wanted that same mouth on him, on his lips, on his skin. He wanted to reach out and cup his face and say Seongje, and for Seongje to do that thing he did—that unbearably sweet thing that made Hyuntak forget for a moment that he was a dickhead, or maybe just made the fact he was matter less—where he leant in and would hum, like he didn't want to break the tranquility of Hyuntak actually touching him gently, and he wanted – He wanted. He wanted so much, so deeply, it had become a part of him, intertwined with the mangled, clawed roots of his chest, that yearning, that aching in his ribs he associated so closely with want, with everything he never allowed himself to hope for after he cut it off at eighteen.
With Seongje.
Hyuntak cut his red thread at eighteen, an action of being emo or something, with the exact medical ramification of never being able to feel romantic love again. Three years later, that starts to feel less true.
aka um seongtak soulmate au where neither are with their fated soulmates so they um kiss and stuff (after beating each other up)