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“Do you think I like it?” he presses out between clenched teeth, struggling to keep his rising temper at bay. “Being forced to make these sacrifices over and over again? Never allowed to be anything but perfect? Never allowed to be human? You know how the industry works. You’ve been playing the game for almost as long as I have.”
Felix moves, his heels on the marble floor like the disapproving click of a tongue.
“We’re all wearing masks,” he admits, “presenting an image to the world that’s a distorted amalgamation of what people want us to be and who we truly are.”
Not trusting his legs to carry him, Chan stays put, watching with bated breath as Felix draws nearer.
They’re so close now, he can smell Felix’s perfume, interlaced with cigarette smoke. He can see his freckles, visible through the modestly applied make-up. He can see the redness in his eyes, stemming from tears Felix refuses to shed.
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At 38, Bang Chan has it all: a successful career, a beautiful home, a loving wife. He has never been more miserable.Bookmarked by bighugger
26 Apr 2026
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Denial is a river Minho has been swimming in for years. She’ll take a kiss, a heavy head on her chest and moves with the jealousy of an angry girlfriend, but ask her if they’re dating and Minho would tell them Chan is just an itch.
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25 Apr 2026
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From: Lee Felix
To: Bang Chan
Subject: <3
(photo)Her photo fills half his screen. The mirror she posed in front of has specks of dust on the glass. That’s how high the resolution is. He could count the freckles on her naked shoulder.
Felix is wearing those tights, paired with a skirt he hasn’t seen her in yet and nothing else. She’s kneeling on a carpet and the curve of her ass is prominent enough to make the skirt useless, though it doesn’t distract from how her arm is covering her bare tits. He can see just the hint of a nipple. The flare of the flash on her phone covers her face, but Chan knows it’s her.
When he’s alone again, he pulls the e-mail up on his phone, saves the picture and hides it in a private folder. Then he deletes all three e-mails Felix sent and takes a deep, shaky breath.
Chan is half hard in his slacks and he locks the door of his office before unbuckling his belt.
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21 Apr 2026
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“We’re searching for clues,” Chan said, finally offering Jisung an explanation as to what in the world they were doing. “Hence, I am actively searching through a dumpster, trying to solve this mystery.”
“The mystery of why Minho keeps heatedly making out with you before leaving for work?” Jisung wondered, his lips drawn wide in a wicked grin. “I don’t see you complaining."
Or, Minho has made a recent habit of kissing Chan at any given opportunity and Chan cannot for the life of him figure out why. This is the story of him finally getting it.
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13 Apr 2026
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“But you have to admit that you’ve got a bit of an unhealthy obsession with your car.”
“I have a bit of an unhealthy obsession with you,” Minho said, his hand landing on Chan’s thigh, his smaller hand strong and almost burning through the fabric of Chan’s jeans.
Or, it's supposed to be causal, except it's not anymore to Chan and it hasn't been for a long time.
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12 Apr 2026