"Just shut up and suck my dick already" "If you pull my hair again I'll bite it off" - When a fuck boy and an ex fuck boy end up becoming step brothers and sleep right across from each other, it becomes practically impossible to keep their hands to themselves. - This is a rewrite on my first book with A LOT of things I've decided to change up. The overall idea is the same but the actual plot is slightly different. Some Seongjoong included! Just as always, mature warning. 18+ blah blah bye Hope you like it mwah ♡

╭────── · · ୨୧ · · ──────╮ Each night behind the bar feels the same-dim lights, hollow laughter, and the dull ache of existing. People come and go. Wooyoung stays. Quiet. Unseen. Slowly unraveling. Then San walks in. Clean-cut. Out of place. Too put-together for a place like this. And yet... he stays too. There's no instant spark. No salvation. Just glances. Quiet moments. A strange, growing presence. But Wooyoung is sinking. And San is not a lifeline-he's a mirror. 𝐻𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝒻𝓉𝑜𝓅. 𝒲𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒. 𝒯𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝒹𝑔𝑒. 𝐻𝑒 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃- 𝒜 𝓋𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂. 𝒮𝑜𝒻𝓉. 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓎. "𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓉." ╰────── · · ୨୧ · · ──────╯