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As soon as he laid eyes on her, Seonghwa felt cold wrongness trickle down his back. He tensed instinctively, watching her with an unreasonable suspicion as she took note of their entrance. Her eyes lingered on him for just a moment too long, and Seonghwa felt the instinct to hiss at her build in the back of his throat.
Seonghwa had known their new choreographer for all of thirty seconds, and already he’d decided he didn’t like her.
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In which Seonghwa has been hiding his fae nature from his members for years, and he must come clean when Hongjoong is stolen away by one of his own kind.
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23 May 2026
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"Wooyoung... I don't— I don't know what to do, something's really wrong with me…"
The words rip violently out of Hongjoong chest, flaying him open at the sternum. He begs, for nothing and for everything at once. He exposes his raw, barely-beating heart, and waits for it to be crushed by rejection. Crushed by judgment. Crushed by anything at all, because Hongjoong's body has trained him to expect pain in every move he makes.
Wooyoung, as soft as a flower petal and as tender as a doe, deflates. His chin trembles he steps towards Hongjoong and takes his hands.
"Oh, baby …" Those two words carve a new chunk of guilt out of Hongjoong's gut, because he doesn't want Wooyoung to see him like this. Not him — all sweet sensitivity, all devoted loyalty and invigorating care. He's younger. He's more precious.
And here Hongjoong is, with the delicate touch of a freight train, forcing him to witness the self-destruction of the century.
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22 May 2026