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He could feel them every time he breathed, as if the air filling his lungs put pressure on the invisible wounds that cut him. Every time he laughed with his family, every smile he forced, was a reminder of the crack growing inside him. And at night, when the silence grew heavier, the pieces sank deeply, stabbing without mercy, reminding him of what he'd lost, what he had done.
In his chest, a few centimeters to the left, he was bleeding.
In fact, he had been for a long time, so much so that he had learned to live with that slow and relentless drip that he doubted would ever stop. He didn't believe there was a cure for the pain of knowing that, in some corner of his life, he had chosen the wrong path. Each heartbeat was a reminder of what he could never recover. Perhaps, in his darkest moments, he thought, this was what he deserved. Maybe that slow bleeding was the price he had to pay for the decisions he'd made, for the promises he'd broken, and for the secrets he kept.
And yet, he kept walking, maintaining that smile, trying to convince everyone, and himself, that everything was fine. Because, despite the constant hemorrhage in his chest, Seokjin wasn't ready to let everything fall apart.
Not yet.
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Taehyung froze as he watched him, his inner wolf going silent, alert. The boy didn’t seem to notice his presence, too focused on his battle with the jacket. But for him, everything around faded away. It was as if time had decided to stop just so he could capture every detail: the unruly hair, the small clumsy fingers tugging at the zipper, and those eyes... those eyes that, even with a frown, seemed brighter than any star he had ever seen.
Seokjin.
Kim Seokjin.
The person who would drive him absolutely crazy in love years later.
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Impossible.
Impossible.
Impossible.God, how he hated that word.
Taehyung clenched his teeth as he heard it echoing in his head, over and over again, like a cursed echo that wouldn’t leave him alone. It wasn’t the first time he’d heard it, and it wouldn’t be the last. That word had been like a constant specter in his life, haunting him for as long as he could remember.
His brothers used to call him stubborn and foolish, laughing as they watched him take on each new challenge. His parents, on the other hand, looked at him with a mix of pride and resignation, saying that this fierce competitiveness was nothing more than a natural trait of what he was clearly destined to be: an alpha. An alpha who was born to win.
His hands, resting on the table, tightened until his knuckles turned white.
Seokjin wasn’t impossible. No.
He was just a little out of reach, but Taehyung knew, damn it, he knew that this alpha was meant to be his.
And no one, absolutely no one, would tell him otherwise.
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Luego de uno de sus conciertos en Estados Unidos, Jin tiene la oportunidad de verse con sus miembros y pasar el rato, pero Taehyung tiene otros planes con él luego de que los dejan a solas.
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22 Jul 2026
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“I’m empty, Gojo,” and that hits Satoru like a brick, too. Tells him just how far gone into his heat he actually is.
Nanami reaches up and fists a hand in the jacket of his uniform, “I can’t be empty.” He whines. “Please. Please—”
“Lemme see,” Satoru practically hisses in return. His fingers dent in the floor. Venom and drool pool underneath his tongue, his teeth growing heavier by the moment. “Show me where you’re empty, Nanami, I’ll fix it. ‘Kay? Lemme see.”
OR: Gojo finds Nanami spread open on his knees, trying to take the pain away.
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14 Jul 2026
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Jungkook can never seem to keep himself in check when it comes to his mate Seokjin.
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28 Jun 2026
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“It’s you,” Megumi sobs, his voice cracking painfully on every syllable, raw instinct clashing with the fragments of his shattered thoughts. His gaze searches Yuuji’s face with frantic, pleading intensity, pupils blown so wide his eyes look almost entirely black in the low light. “It’s supposed to be you. Has to be you, Yuuji – please, please, I can’t – it has to be you–”
He wrenches free from Yuuji’s grasp with a burst of hysterical strength and surges forward again, burying his face back into the reddened, abused skin of Yuuji’s neck with bruising force, fresh tears soaking the bite mark that will never truly settle into a proper claim; and he cries openly against it now, rubbing so hard that Yuuji’s skin begins to burn, raw and oversensitive beneath the onslaught.
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or, Yuuji tries desperately to comfort his alpha through rut.
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24 Jun 2026
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As far as Zenin Megumi has always known, Sukuna's vessel is meant to remain within the clan compound until a decision is made regarding his execution. Megumi has never given the boy much thought. Or so he thinks.
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In which Megumi is a Zenin and born a few years after Yuuji.
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