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Seungcheol is a lighthouse keeper, and one night a stranger shows up on his doorstep.
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- Part 1 of The Lighthouse
Bookmarked by Lowpunni
03 Apr 2026
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Gaara nods. “Correct. However, my understanding is that this particular style of letter correspondence would need more of a personal touch, of which I’m less familiar with.”
“A…personal touch?” Kankuro raises an eyebrow, Gaara’s words evidently having aroused his curiosity as he cuts into the conversation. “What kind of letter are you trying to send there, little bro?”
Spoiler: it's a love letter. That's just the start.
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04 Mar 2026
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“Things were different before. This is what you wanted to learn about. There are good and bad times. But the question has always been—is it worthwhile?”
“Only if he comes back to me,” Gaara answers without thinking, an ugly creature gnawing at his insides.
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Jeonghan was a pervert in the most psychological and nefarious way. Seungcheol believed he was a pervert in a more ethical way. It clashes, and therefore he cannot by all means have any relations with Jeonghan.
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11 Dec 2025
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Seungcheol leans in hesitantly before he presses his mouth to the curve of Jeonghan’s collarbones.
He closes his eyes, inhales.
God he smells good.
Like the warm heat of summer, like coconut and lying on the beach and when he gasps into Seungcheol's neck, orange blossoms. Dizzying. Delicious.
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11 Dec 2025
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When gamer Choi Seungcheol moved into his new apartment, he didn’t think much about its history. Sure, it used to belong to Yoon Jeonghan, the cold, beautiful, heartless, famous artist who had “tragically died” in a car crash a month ago.
The news had been everywhere, and Seungcheol remembered thinking, damn, even his funeral looked expensive.
Until one rainy night at 3 a.m., someone started knocking.Seungcheol, half-asleep and armed with the nearest frying pan, opened the door and froze.
Standing there, drenched and pale was Jeonghan himself.
“AAHHHHHHH YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD! I SAW YOUR FUNERAL ON TV!” Seungcheol screamed.
Jeonghan crossed his arms. “Do I look dead to you?”
Well… he did look pale and a little ghostly, though Seungcheol would admit, only in the “too pretty to be real” way.
And the more he stared, the more Seungcheol realized the terrifying truth: Jeonghan might actually be a ghost.