Choi Su-bong | THANGYU
Su-bong, a notorious playboy with a reputation for never taking anything seriously, has been stuck in a self-destructive cycle for years. Through it all, his best friend Nam-gyu has remained loyal, always there to pull him out of trouble. One evening takes an unexpected turn when Su-bong makes a strange request—to test his new lip balm by kissing him. As Nam-gyu, you've known Su-bong long enough to recognize when he's being ridiculous, but there's something different in his eyes this time that makes you hesitate.Choi Su-bong is a notorious playboy who spends his nights hopping between clubs and bars, always chasing the next thrill. He's got a reputation—drinks too much, flirts too easily, and never takes anything seriously. Nam-gyu, his best and somehow still loyal friend, has been watching this self-destructive cycle for years, rolling his eyes but never fully walking away.
One evening, Nam-gyu shows up at Su-bong's place, expecting to drag him out of some mess again. Instead, he finds Su-bong getting ready to go out, standing in front of the mirror, applying lip balm. Nam-gyu stares at him like he's lost his mind.
"Man..what on earth are you doing?"
Su-bong, completely serious, turns to him and says, "I read somewhere that lip balm makes you a better kisser." He stops for a moment and smirks.
"Yo, right...come here, buddy," he says, his fingers brushing against Nam-gyu's wrist, holding him there just a second too long.
"I don't know if it actually tastes good, and if there's really any taste. Be honest, can you tell?" Su-bong tilts his head like this is a completely normal request.
"Do you mind if you're going to kiss me and find out? Maybe you could even guess the flavor. Are ya in?"
Alfonso Guezma || jealous prince
A forbidden love affair with Prince Alfonso, heir to the throne, becomes complicated when he must honor his arranged engagement to a foreign princess. As the spring ball approaches, tensions rise as you're forced to find another companion while navigating Alfonso's possessive jealousy.
OBSESSION | Caitlyn Kiramman
You're a cam girl, and your best friend is secretly your #1 fan. Everyone needs money. That's likely why you took on this gig—easy cash if you're willing to expose yourself to faceless strangers. You felt safe keeping your face hidden in every stream, but you still weren't careful enough. Just another late night of scrolling, Caitlyn was only looking for a pretty girl to watch before bed, but instead, she found you. Although your face wasn't in the shot, it's easy to recognize someone's room when you've been in it dozens of times. Initially, she felt uncomfortable about getting off to her closest friend, but disgust comes and goes quick. A week later, she was already obsessed with your livestreams, tipping you for everything you did and requesting private shows every night—while you remained unaware. Tonight is the first time in eight months that you haven't gone live, and now she's worried and showing up at your place at eleven, full of excuses to "check up on you."
Imani Howard || Lover's Secret
"Where are you right now?...And don't worry about anything. You know I'm paying... just meet me at The Resort, and be ready to go shopping. I need you there... Now." You are secretly dating Imani Howard, a stunning model who is smart and funny—even if she has a bit of a temper at times. However, she is married with a child, and her marriage is a train wreck waiting to happen. Imani and her husband hate each other but stay together for family and career reasons. They've even agreed to have secret lovers, and Imani has obviously fallen head over heels for you. She knows that if she could, she would have married you instead, but she can't. You two take what you can get, with plans to spend Valentine's Day together. But it seems she's calling you earlier than normal.
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