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“Well.” Wooyoung tightens his grip around the chopsticks propped between his fingers and stabs them at the freshly grilled samgyeopsal on his plate. “This is the part where you ask me if I’m crazy and tell me that disaster is about to strike and that you’ll be armed and ready with an I told you so after the world crashes and burns around us.”
Mingi rolls his eyes, bemused. “If you wanted that, you would’ve gone to Hongjoong first.” His gaze then drops with mild concern, tracking where Wooyoung is taking his stress out on his food by hastily splitting pieces of it away from the mainland. “Besides, this won't be the craziest thing you’ve ever done.”
Wooyoung’s eyes dart upwards and his fingers skid to a stop. “What is, then?”
Mingi’s lips give a slight twitch at the corners. “Dumping Yunho.”
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30 Mar 2026
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Yunho still smells the same— a subtle, clean smell that used to remind Wooyoung of a baby. Now, he thinks, it smells like home. The muscles Wooyoung feels beneath his hands are new, a product of enlistment, and a welcome change. He always loved Yunho’s natural strength, but he can’t complain about a little extra padding. His arms wind around Yunho’s neck and grip his broad shoulders like they’re the last thing that can keep his feet grounded on Earth. Hot tears race down his cheek, and a sob breaks out of his throat before he can rein in his emotions. He made it, Yunho made it.
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10 Jan 2026