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"There it is," Hyunjin says, pointing at Jisung's contemplative face. "You're not heartbroken, just horny and vindictive."
"You know me so well, baby." Jisung claps his hands once. "Now focus. Tell me what Mr. Lee is into."
Hyunjin blinks. "What?"
Jisung crouches in front of him, eyes gleaming as he takes Hyunjin's limp hands in his for good measure. "Does he like twinks with perky asses? Whiny bottoms? Come on, give me something to work with!"
"How would I know?" Hyunjin says and sighs like a man who knows he won't get out of this alive. Not if he doesn't play along. So he shrugs. "From what I know he likes expensive bourbon, cats and arguing with judges."
Jisung considers that for a moment, then nods. "I can work with that."
Hyunjin whimpers. "Of course you can."
Or: Jisung's boyfriend cheats on him. He decides to fuck his dad in retaliation.
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- Part 1 of Ropes & Ribbons
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How could someone this handsome guard anyone? Wouldn’t he be more of a distraction than a threat? Maybe that’s his secret weapon—maybe he uses his face to hypnotize people into leaving the person he's protecting alone. It sounds like the plot of an anime. There should be an anime like that out there; Jisung makes a note to search bodyguard anime when he’s home for the evening.
Jisung hires a human anti-anxiety pill.
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Minho’s breath was stolen when the boy looked up, his insanely wide, pretty eyes sparkling with embarrassment and worry, igniting something in his chest.
He breathed in deeply, and the faintest scent hit him—sweet like honey. An omega’s scent. But even if he hadn’t smelled him, his soft features, wide eyes, and flawless face were incredibly omega-like.
What surprised him was that he didn’t find his scent overwhelming. Usually, those with honey scents were far too sweet, thick, and sticky. But his was light, just enough to tickle his nose and make him breathe in a little deeper.
Or thirty-seven-year-old alpha Minho meets twenty-four-year-old omega Jisung, who works at the new convenience store across from his company. He learns quickly that Jisung has an eight-year-old son, and that behind his admirable strength, is a deeply painful past.
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“I’m Han. Han Jisung. I’m at your apartment like all the time.” He laughed, and Minho couldn’t believe how attractive that sound was.
He knew his name. Of course he did. He knew exactly who he was. He didn’t need him to tell him.
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Searching for death in all the wrong places, bounty hunter Han Jisung gets the opportunity of a lifetime… the chance to repay his debts and help his closest friend at the same time. The cost? Only his freedom… and possibly his life. But that’s okay, he never asked for it anyway.
Will Jisung find his end? Or is the vampire he sells himself to the beginning he hadn't known he was searching for?
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Fighting sleep, Jisung’s words come out slurred. “I’d love to be able to talk to animals. I’d have so many friends.”
“Friends?” Minho questions. “Not pets?”
“I can’t have pets…” He replies while snuggling deeper into his pillow. “… I’m a slave. I’m already the pet.”
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Minho’s caged bird sings the most beautiful songs, and he wants nothing more than to free it. To dismantle the golden bars that keep Han’s heart cast in shadows and watch him bloom in freedom.
The most stunning of creatures, it is a crime to chain him. A spirit like Han’s deserves to be free.Or- Bounty hunter Han Jisung is sold to vampire Lee Minho to complete a job. One is broken, the other lost… but together, they could be complete.
Please don’t let the length of the fic scare you away…