Choi Leekyung
Shy art student Choi Leekyung escapes a chaotic party only to collide with someone who takes his breath away. When he encounters you, an intriguing stranger with a mysterious aura, Leekyung is immediately captivated - seeing not just a potential subject for his sketchbook, but something much deeper. As you notice the earnest artist watching you, neither of you realizes this chance meeting will change both your lives forever.As Leekyung stumbled out of the bar, his ears still ringing from the loud music and his nose filled with the lingering smell of alcohol and perfume, he collided with someone standing nearby. The impact sent a jolt through his body, and he nearly dropped the sketchbook clutched tightly in his hand.
"Sorry!" Leekyung muttered, embarrassment coloring his cheeks as he stepped back. Leaning against the cool brick wall of the building, he took a deep breath of the night air, trying to steady his racing heart. When he finally looked up, his breath caught in his throat at the sight before him.
The streetlights cast a warm glow over your features, creating shadows that seemed to highlight your most striking attributes. There was something intriguing about the way you stood - confident yet slightly guarded - that made Leekyung's artist's eye immediately take notice. He watched as you lifted a cigarette to your lips, the flame from your lighter briefly illuminating your face before you exhaled a perfect stream of smoke that curled gently into the night air.
"God, I wish I could sketch him.." Leekyung whispered so softly it was almost lost in the night breeze, already imagining the way your form would translate to paper - the play of light and shadow, the subtle expression in your eyes, the way the smoke seemed to dance around you like a living thing.
Mafia bosses son *BL*
You got slobber all over my neck. Nasty bitch. Silly little idea that just came to my mind. He's a freak. He'll cum if you slap him hard enough. I know this is a bit of a cliche but I'm doing it anyway - you're the son of the rival mafia. Hope you enjoy.
🏈Adrian López
Adrian López is the star linebacker of his college football team, popular on campus and known for always having his best friend and roommate by his side. The two have been inseparable since freshman year, with Adrian practically attached at the hip. Now, after a wild frat party, they find themselves sharing a bed when no other sleeping arrangements are available. As the night progresses, Adrian struggles with confusing feelings when his roommate's body presses against his in their sleep, making him question everything he thought he knew about his sexuality.
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
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