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Jeongin has always known he’ll be married to an offworlder and end up settled far away from home. Sedaora Selene I is nothing like his own planet, with its lush jungles and warm climate. A moon orbiting a gas giant, the homeworld of his new fiance is cold and grey and worships a god with no face, its surface covered by a black, choppy ocean that never settles. Selene I’s grim and strange reputation far precedes it, but Jeongin has gotten no other offers and no longer has a choice. At least Prince Chan seems kind, and is near enough to Jeongin in age.
Minho has been betrothed to the omega son of his father’s closest advisor, Felix, since he was eight and Felix was merely five. As the only child of the Dityodos, expectation and duty weighs as heavily on Minho as his crown. He and Felix are the darlings of Selene I, a match blessed by the Maker himself. With his cousin, Chan, now finally betrothed and soon to be wed, it will not be long before Minho, too, is expected to make good on the promise his father made sixteen years ago.
And then Chan comes back with his new intended in tow, sun-kissed and vibrant. Jeongin is a perfect match for Chan in every way. But that does not stop Minho's head from turning.
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04 Jul 2026
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Recent college grad Yang Jeongin gets offered a job. How hard can nannying be? It's not like the newly-separated, forty-something dad will be disarmingly gorgeous or anything!
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12 May 2026
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‘Want to call you hyung,’ he says, so quietly Jeongin has to stop breathing to hear him, and has to do his best to tame the arousal livewiring his heart when the words hit. ‘Want to... want you to fuck me like that. Want you to take me and—take what you want, and I want—hnhgn. Want you to use me—in the way that it, that it feels good, and I don’t want to have a choice, and I want to call you hyung.’
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20 Jun 2026
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“I can’t do this anymore. Fine!”
“What?” Felix sniffles innocently.
Jisung purses his lips, looking like he’s in pain. Then, the words fly out: “Seungmin is avoiding you because he has a thing for you crying.”
At once, Felix’s eyes dry. “What?”
OR: Seungmin gets off on Felix’s tears.
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There was a photo Seungmin liked to keep in his wallet, folded and tucked away behind the loyalty cards of their favorite restaurants. It was taken on a windy day by a park near their old university. Felix was wearing a thick coat and a burgundy scarf, on his way to rehearsal with Hyunjin when the idea came up. He had handed Seungmin his bag to hold as he hopped onto the bridge parapet, one hand on his knee and the other trying to keep his blond hair from dancing too wildly in the wind.
He was a study in beauty and 19th century romanticism, and Seungmin hadn’t known how to want, to touch, to hold. But at that moment when the picture was taken, he had so desperately wanted.
Trauma is a vicious cycle, but they have each other.