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Mingi hated Yunho through all their high school years because of constant teasing about his "princess" attitude and smaller frame. Years later, they reunite, and Mingi is determined to prove he has changed completely.
What starts as Mingi’s plan to take control and get revenge turns into a night where Yunho shows exactly who has always been in charge, bringing back an old nickname in the most heated way possible.
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23 Jun 2026
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holy mother of god YESSSS
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Mingi has always believed his place in the world was somewhere at the edges of it.
Close enough to watch people live, love, and belong, but never close enough to understand how they did it. So he drifts through days shaped by distance, self doubt, and the quiet cruelty of his own thoughts, mistaking loneliness for fate.
Until one night, in an alley behind a club, a strange bartender offers him a joint and stays long enough to listen.
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planning to buy a house, get married and start a family within the next few years, you and mingi are the blueprint for the perfect relationship— until one of yunho’s infamous stories about his intriguing sex life gets stuck in your head for a little too long, and has you curious about spicing up your own sex life.
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25 Apr 2026
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god tier fic this is like my wet dream coming alive
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Even as a kid, Mingi had always wished for the tender love found in fairytales — the kind of love that you didn't have to earn, that was given to you just because.
Deep down, he really wished he could be a princess.
(or: the closer Mingi gets to his first time with Yunho, the more impossible it becomes to hide the body and the fears he never wants anyone to see.)
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“Jeong Yunho prides himself on being a good man. He’s a good son to his parents; calls them every day without fail. A good friend, too. Always there when Wooyoung asks, even if it means going out clubbing when he’s far too tired to appreciate the strobe lights. He’s good at his job. Reliable, polite, the kind of colleague people trust.
Still, when he looks at Mingi’s face, when he studies the pale hollow at his throat as he writes, Yunho’s thoughts refuse the proper shape. He thinks about pressing a fingertip there. He thinks about leaving a mark, a small bruise that would be private and visible only to them both. It’s obscene and intoxicating all at once.
Perhaps Yunho isn’t that good of a man. Because, upon looking at Mingi in that crowded room, when he should be focused on careful note-taking and quick thinking, the only thing he can think about is how much he wants to ruin the younger man, just a little.”
Mingi isn’t into guys. He’s about to get married, and his life is balanced, carefully controlled so he can keep on breathing. But when he meets Yunho, the certainties he’s built to survive begin to crack. Maybe it was never order he craved, but the freedom to come undone.