SannieHoney
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“Unnie, you gotta start being nicer to Channie-oppa.”
She cracks open one eye to watch as Jisu drains the rest of her drink, which is mostly melted ice at this point. She can’t quite place Jisu’s tone, which should be lighthearted but comes off as something else. “What do you mean by that?”
“Oppa loves mean,” Jisu says, “so you need to stop being mean to him, or else he’ll fall in love with you.”
Ah, that’s Jisu’s half-joking voice. She’s not blind—she knows her brother and she knows Minhee.
Minhee’s not offended by being called mean; she knows what Jisu is saying. She’s got a resting bitch face and a no-bullshit attitude—but also an insatiable need to mess with people. It’s offputting for those who don’t know her, but charming to those who do. She knows that. Jisu knows that.
Chan knows that. Minhee has always suspected that he likes that about her.
What Jisu doesn’t know is that it might be a little late for Minhee to change that.
Minhee's been texting her best friend's brother in secret for years now. It's all fun and games until he comes to town.
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02 Jan 2026
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“I’m straight.”
Jisung paled, all the blood draining from his face as Lee Know raised his eyebrows in surprise. He gave him another onceover and Jisung shrank under his gaze, tugging the hem of his skirt down to cover his thighs more.
“Well,” Lee Know said, shrugging. “Doing a scene with a man doesn’t mean you aren’t. Getting spanked or tied up feels the same whether it’s a man or woman.”Or, Jisung, for all intents and purposes, is straight. That is, until his friend Felix convinces him to come to a BDSM dungeon with him and he meets Lee Minho, or Lee Know, one of the dungeon's professional doms.
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26 Dec 2025
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San never thought he’d be more than the mechanic behind Hongjoong’s victories—the one keeping the car alive while the cameras chased the driver. But one late night in Singapore changes everything. Between stolen kisses, sleepless cities, and the heat of the garage in Abu Dhabi, San learns what it means to be wanted by the man the world already adores. Winning races is one thing; winning each other might be the greater challenge.
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18 Oct 2025
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Me:
so do you fuckPark Seonghwa:
what lolMe:
you talk about sex a lot but do you fuck? Do you have sex. Just humor me, I’m so bored rnPark Seonghwa:
yeah I fuck. I really like sex.Park Seonghwa:
do u fuck?Me:
not as much as I used to. I think the last time I had sex was sophomore year. GodPark Seonghwa:
was it goodMe:
whatHongjoong is a suffering college student who sucks at math and, to make matters worse, hasn't gotten laid in almost two years. So when the phone number his friend Wooyoung gives him turns out to be a total stranger instead of the math genius Wooyoung had promised, Hongjoong can't seem to make himself leave this wrong number alone. Especially when he learns that the number belongs to a super sex positive kind of guy (read: total freak), who is all too eager to hear about Hongjoong's sad sex life.
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19 Sep 2025
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He heard Minho chuckle beside him, but he didn’t dare look. Instead, he trained his gaze on Felix who still sat at the water’s edge.
“Don’t tell me you’re feeling bashful, Jisung.” Minho teased, daring to lean over and bump his shoulder against Jisung’s. “It’s just me, dearest.”
The words flooded Jisung’s system, warming him from the inside. They were the sun’s rays, reaching into the deepest parts of Jisung’s soul and shining on areas of his soul that sat in the dark for far too long. Honey coated Minho’s tongue, syrupy sweet in Jisung’s ears.
“Just you is a bit of an understatement, Minho,” he finally said, “my heart cannot settle around you.”
When he managed to raise his gaze back to Minho, the Viscount was looking back at him with a tenderness Jisung had never seen on him.
“Nor can mine.”
[or: Jisung had always pictured himself courting and marrying a woman. A certain Viscount changed that.]