When Tay was eight years old, he vanished for seven days. Then he came back like nothing happened. Ever since, ghosts have been possessing him everywhere he goes like he's some kind of exhausted paranormal Airbnb. After years of being hijacked by dramatic dead people, Tay is now permanently sleep deprived, deeply grumpy, and one inconvenience away from fighting a spirit barehanded. New, meanwhile, is just trying to keep his tiny haunted bakery business alive. The cheap shop he bought came with flickering lights, weird noises, and probably at least three demons in the walls - but rent is rent. Then a ridiculously charming man named Tay starts visiting every day, shamelessly flirting, praising New's brownies like they're life-changing, and slowly making New fall for him. Except outside the bakery? Tay has absolutely no idea who New is. Because the flirty Tay isn't actually Tay at all. He's a cake-obsessed ghost possessing Tay solely to flirt with the cute bakery owner and eat brownies for free. Now New is stuck between a romantic ghost, a grumpy man possessed against his will, a haunted bakery that definitely knows too much, and a terrifying mystery surrounding the seven days Tay disappeared as a child. Possessions. Chaos. Ghosts with no boundaries. Demonic nonsense. Flying brownies. And one very tired man fighting for his life daily.

The nights grow colder the further they travel, and the distance between Tay and New disappears faster than it should. They were never meant to be paired. But here they are; ten nights in one tent, with no room to hide. New has always known his place; steady, reliable, nothing more than a Beta who fights like something else. Tay has always relied on control, because he knows exactly what happens when an Alpha loses it. But out there, far from their pack, something goes wrong. There is a scent that shouldn't exist. A heat that can't be stopped. A moment neither of them chooses, but neither of them can escape. By morning, everything has changed. Because New is not who he thought he was. And Tay has already crossed a line he swore he never would. What happened between them should never have happened. But it did. And some consequences don't fade... they follow you home. [This is just a fictional story from my brain]

New loves his life in the bustling city, his friends, his freedom, his way of being. But when he meets Tay, a deaf person, at a charity event, everything changes. Communication isn't easy, but connection doesn't need words. Sometimes, the most powerful conversations are the ones spoken in silence. Main couple: TayNew Side couple: OffGun [This is just a fictional story from my brain]

New never expected to live inside a story. One moment, he's cleaning his sister's room and skimming through the synopsis of some random novel she left behind; the next, he's trapped within its pages-thrust into a world of danger, power, and romance he barely understands. By some twist of fate, he ends up by the story's hero's side-not as part of the plot, but because the hero trusts him, calls him his right hand. And in a world where every choice shifts the story's course, New quickly learns that going with the flow is easier said than done. Then comes the encounter that changes everything: the story's supposed villain-a man cloaked in mystery and shadow-crosses his path. What begins as chance turns into something far more dangerous, and New realizes that even in a world written in ink, fate still knows how to rewrite itself.

It all started with a bet, a challenge thrown by a friend daring New to get close to the one person everyone assumed was untouchable. Loud, reckless, and used to controlling the chaos around him, New thought it would be simple, a game he could win without effort. But Tay was nothing like anyone expected. Quiet, composed, untouchable in a way that felt deliberate. He never revealed his moves, yet somehow he always seemed a step ahead, watching without reacting, calculating without showing his hand. What began as a bet turned into a collision neither of them fully understood. Rules were broken, routines unraveled, and control slipped from both sides in ways neither of them could predict. What started as a challenge soon became a question neither of them could ignore: when chaos meets control, who is really playing whom?

Earth lives by one rule & one rule alone when it comes to his sexual encounters: Find a player if you're looking to play.

🩷💙 Tay has always been extraordinary! Brilliantly, impossibly, inexplicably extraordinary. He simply never questioned why. New has always known exactly what he is. What Tay is. And what they are to each other. He has known since the moment the universe confirmed it. And still - he waited. Because some truths are too enormous to hand to someone without first giving them something real to hold onto. For eighteen years, one of them has been carrying a world the other cannot see. A world buried beneath ancient ice. A world that breathes, and remembers, and has been watching them both since before they were born. They grew up side by side. Best friends. Inseparable. The brilliant one and the beautiful chaos. The one who calculates everything - and the one whose warmth no calculation has ever been able to explain. One of them is entirely human. Or so he believes. And one of them is something the world has filed away as myth, as legend, as the kind of story you read in childhood and smile at as an adult, because surely, surely, things like that don't actually exist. Surely. On one birthday, everything changes. A question is asked. An answer is given. And a secret older than either of them finally steps out of the cold, and into the light. Some loves are never a coincidence. They're always a destination. 💙🩷

♡ mark likes to write, when he doesn't know what to do. ♡ angst. pg13(minor language and mentions of sexual activities + abuse mentions)

➸JohnMark. ➸Contenido homosexual. ➸Leve mención de TaeTen. ➸Adaptación de "In the closet" de Clare London, todos los derechos al autor.

aonde kim dongyoung quase fica com hipotermia se não fosse pelo seu salvador. {dojae} {doyoung!fem} {au!nct}