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  1. Public Bookmark 62

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    “That means I don't annoy you.”

    Jeongin shoves the plate of kimchi forward, all neatly cut. “No, you do.”

    “Okay.” Seungmin takes a bite of the beef, then covers his mouth with his hand. “That means you want me to stop right?”

    No, Jeongin says in his head.

    “Yeah,” he says out loud.

    None of this is serious. Otherwise, Seungmin's eyes wouldn't be crinkling with a glint of joy. Otherwise, the steam from the seolleongtang wouldn't be the only reason Jeongin feels like he's suffocating. Tomorrow, the day after, the week after, months and years; Seungmin will circle around him like a bored puppy. Nothing will change.

    But Seungmin takes his word, and nothing makes sense anymore.

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    20 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 57

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    Minho doesn’t feel small that often, maybe on occasion when they’re around a group with a higher average height than theirs but not like this. Not in a way that makes him want to shrink into himself impossibly more. Feeling small doesn’t turn him on in any other situation.

    Just now, just when it’s Seungmin.

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    19 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 46

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    He goes back down to the last message from this afternoon, and it makes his nostrils flare, a fury stir in his gut. No wonder Minho was barely holding it together—he’s glad she didn’t show him before he got behind the wheel, too.

    Seungmin takes a long pull from his drink, downing half of it with one gulp, and lets out a pained sigh.

    “I’m going to kill him.”

    The corner of Minho’s mouth twitches, shifting her stance onto one hip, eyes going dark. “No you aren’t.”

    “Oh, but I am,” Seungmin paces back over to the cart, tipping more gin into his drink. It’s barely diluted with any tonic or bitters now, just straight up heady notes of juniper and bergamot. “How many times do I need to tell him to stop trying it with my wife?”

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    17 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 61

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    “We could get you some more tea—“

    “If you give me that tea again, I swear to god—“

    “Your Highness, I’m just saying—“

    “The tea is clearly not helping.” Minho says, not unkindly, but with a finality in his voice. He swallows and his face grimaces through what’s probably another wave of cramps. “So no tea and no alpha. What else can you think of, Seungmin?”

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    17 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    He'd been smiling without any of his teeth, his jaw relaxed, his brow furrowed. And he'd been staring down at the kid. The kid in Minho's lap, pudgy and warm and solid against his chest. The cameras had been off. Seungmin had given the kid an indulgent pinch on his cheek anyway.

    "Have you ever thought about whether you want kids?"

    It's not like Minho can. He wants to anyway.

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    17 Mar 2026