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“Are you kidding me? I’m not betting my fucking car,” Mingi growled, jutting his chin out ever so slightly so he could meet Yunho’s mocking gaze head on.
“What’s the matter, Song, scared you’d lose like you always do?”
“We aren’t all made of money, pretty boy. My car is my baby. I’d sooner bet my own body than my fucking car.”
The other racer’s eyes darkened as they continued to glare at each other, that stupidly perfect smile gracing the older man’s lips as he said, “That works too.”
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“Look up, please.”
Hongjoong followed the instruction mindlessly, holding onto the kind tone of his voice. His gaze landed directly on his buyer, who stared back at him with big eyes. That was the first thing he noticed about him. His eyes.
They were round, soft and gentle.His mind scrambled to try and make him look at the man's posture or his expensive, tailored suit. Anything that would give him a hint about his character but he couldn’t tear himself away from his gaze, eyes locked on his. There was a slight air of surprise to his buyer’s features, which Hongjoong didn’t quite know how to read.
His face was beautiful, his well-kept hair making him look soft more so than fierce. He was unlike any alpha Hongjoong had ever seen.
The man‘s body on the couch shifted suddenly.
Was he… scared?
He couldn’t help himself. Trying to provoke a stronger reaction, Hongjoong’s gaze intensified.OR
When Hongjoong is sold to a rich alpha he thinks his torment is starting all over again but he didn’t account for gentle, soft spoken Seonghwa, who doesn’t act like any of the alphas Hongjoong is used to.
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- Part 1 of Heart Made of Glass, My Mind of Stone
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↱THE ART OF DESTROYING↲ [Seongjoong] by -Serendipity_bambi- (rizztomanicphobia)
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
01 Jan 2026
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A sheltered, delicate ballerina raised to be perfect, graceful, ethereal, adored.
But Seonghwa wants none of it. He destroys himself in quiet ways, pushing his body to the brink, starving the beauty out of himself, trying to be too ugly, too hollow, too unapproachable, anything to be seen for his talent rather than his face.And then there's Hongjoong. An underground fighter who was never given a chance at perfection, a man hardened by violence and survival. When their worlds collide, he swears to ruin Seonghwa, to break him the way the world once broke him. But the more he tries, the more he finds himself unable to let go.
Because Seonghwa, in all his self-destruction, is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.
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“They said I lied,” Hongjoong said, remembering the looks on the guards faces, the way one of them had punched him in the gut and threatened to make him regret lying.
“Did you?” omega asked. There was no curiosity in the voice, like he was asking the question just to entertain Hongjoong or be polite, not because he actually cared for the answer.
He grinned. “Well, yeah. Had I told them that I’m a pirate and I actually had robbed the facility moments ago, I’d be heading straight to the gallows.” Getting hanged really wasn’t in his plans that day. “Are you going to tell me what landed you here?”
“They say,” the voice replied, mimicking his tone, “I stabbed someone.”
“Did you?”
“If I did,” the omega said, “he was a nasty alpha and deserved it.”OR: Hongjoong meets Seonghwa in a prison cell. They're supposed to part the moment they've escaped, but life, as it happens, has other plans. Having a deadly omega on his ship might be the worst and best thing that ever happened to him.
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- Part 1 of Tempest
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It’s been going on for a while by the time they get caught.
After they split dorms, Hongjoong starts sleeping in Seonghwa's bed from time to time. Neither of them ever mentions it in the light of day.
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- Part 1 of circadian rhythms