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He took a careful step forward. The boy shivered but didn’t move.
“I trust my pack," Seonghwa murmured. "They’re my family. If I tell them to stay away from you, they will.”
Another step. This time, the omega looked away, gaze settling on the window at the end of the hallway. His chin trembled and when his lips parted, his voice cracked. The words came out as a faint whisper.
“They’re alphas. Alphas hurt.”
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Eyes of the soul, they say. The cores. Branching from the depth of your soul and manifesting into an otherworldly ability that could only be a gift from the gods, a blessing. A hope.
A curse. For if it was untamed, uncontrollable. Wooyoung has been burdened with its weight since he was a mere child, chained and beaten into submission to silence his voice, held at arms to leave his tongue on the blade’s edge, forever damning him to a life of quiet.
His core has only ever served to become Wooyoung’s untimely demise, locked over his mouth in a silver mask to hide away the cruel scars.
So when the opportunity presents for him to leave the castle he’s been locked in for years, Wooyoung grasps at the straws — in hopes of, that, perhaps, one of the other seven heirs also invited to the Kim family’s urgent meeting, might become his sanctuary.
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House kitty Wooyoung is pregnant and has cravings for blueberries. His partner, panther San, will get him anything he wants.
Even if it means asking for a cup of frozen blueberries from some poor teenage worker who absolutely doesn’t care.
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"San gave Yeosang a kiss today?... Wow."
Of course he’d had to find out this information during a live. And from a fan. Not even one of his friends, his members. That would have to go on Wooyoung's top ten most humiliating moments in life. And he had a lot of those. This humiliating moment fell somewhere between spilling milk all over his crush in highschool and that time his mother had to bring him spare underwear for reasons he'll never disclose.
It was that bad.
He just sucked air in through his teeth and tried not to let his irritation bubble over into his facial features. Their fans picked up on even the littlest things, dissecting every single blink and sigh and twitch of their mouths. It was why he and San were careful with how far they actually went with their public displays of affection- Nothing beyond questionably platonic, and San was rarely the initiator. It was (always) Wooyoung pushing over-dramatic kisses into San’s cheeks, never the other way around- At least, not in public, not on stage.
But he could apparently kiss Yeosang.Series
- Part 1 of one shot, one kill ONE SHOTS <3
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21 Feb 2026
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"This ain't even a costume." San said with a grumble, making his dislike for his costume known for probably the sixth time just since they'd gotten in the truck.
"It is! Stop whining, you said you liked mine." Wooyoung brushed off his concerns, making his way in front of him to fluff up the crimson red cape he was wearing. The cape wasn't even that long, cutting off just above his ass, where the ruffles of his cheap red riding hood dress were most visible.
"Yeah, yours is fuckin' cute." San had found it most difficult to keep his hands off the blue gingham Wooyoung was sporting, but he managed, somehow,
"We needed to match. And you look handsome!" Wooyoung giggled, hardly convincing anybody with that tone, especially not the disgruntled man that was following along behind him.
"A hairy stripper is what I look like."
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- Part 6 of 🤠 Buckle Bunny Cinematic Universe 🐰🍯
Bookmarked by riyonyang
21 Feb 2026