Perth, the confident captain of the university soccer team. Santa, a focused student who prefers structure and routine. It started with a bet, but who knows how it will end up?

Perth knows it's ridiculous. He knows it's wrong. Santa is his step brother. But it's too late now. Consequences could come later. But right now? The need to have Santa drowned out every rational thought in his head. Note: This story is a work of fiction. It contains sexual themes, forbidden relationships and manipulation, if you squint hard enough. (Or in short, this is nothing but smut. Lol.) Please read at your own discretion.

"My biggest nightmare is losing myself in dreams so deeply that I can no longer tell whether I'm in reality... or still trapped in the nightmare."

Caught Between Two Alphas ( and loving it )

"Will you guys be okay if I leave you here by yourselves?" Pond asks, though he's already sliding the measuring tapes off his neck and producing his missing suit jacket from God knows where. "I'll be fine," Perth assures him. "We'll be fine. Right, Santa?" Santa flinches. "Actually, I-," he starts, but bites his tongue in his hurry to close his mouth. What can he even say? 'Actually, P'Pond, I'm not going to be okay if you leave me here with P'Perth because I've been avoiding him for weeks since I can't seem to keep my hands off of him the moment we're alone. Also, I've been in love with you for years. And yes, these things are not mutually exclusive'? In which Pond needs a small-waisted helper to make last-minute adjustments to an important custom-made skirt for a client, and Santa volunteers for the task. Perth reaps the benefits of bespoke tailoring.

"Where the fuck is Perth? He's been afk for almost 10 minutes now." "I'm betting my 20,000 won in my wallet that he's getting his dick sucked behind the screen right now." "Fuck," A laughter rings in the background. "Why does that make sense? The bastard is muted too." Santa blushes profusely, an embarrassed whine slipping past his lips as he hides his face. His asshole of a boyfriend had the audacity to laugh behind him at that. "Well, it seems like he's not anymore." "Don't be rude and say hi to them, baby." "Bro, speak up and at least defend yourself if you're not gonna help us out here in the top lane. Jesus." "What? Phi..." "... Santa? Is that you?"

One is flawless at least, on the surface. A 29-year-old CEO of a luxury empire, known for an ice-cold demeanor, sharp perfectionism, and a voice that only exists for business meetings. The other is clumsy, talkative, and annoyingly persistent. A secretary with a sunshine heart, a laugh too loud for corporate corridors, and a warmth that refuses to be ignored. For one, family is everything. For the other, family is nothing but pain. Thrown together by circumstance, bound by routine but shaken by past wounds and unexpected tenderness they begin to unravel each other in ways neither saw coming He never wanted to be saved. But then came someone who wouldn't let him drown. Tropes: SecretaryxCEO sunshinexgrumpy found family abuse past trauma self-harm Healing

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Pond?" Perth said, his voice so low that Santa could already feel chills in his back. "What? What's wrong with that? I'm genuinely curious. Something happened to both of you. Santa was in heat and you were in your rut. Perfect to form a baby." "P-Pond... p-please stop," Santa whispered, softly pulling the hem of Pond's shirt. He was afraid Perth would attack him again like last time. "Perth, calm the fuck down. Our manager is coming; we don't want them to know about this, right?" Aou stood up. "Tell that to that brat! He's spouting nonsense!" Perth snapped, glaring at Pond. "Nonsense? I'm just curious. If that happens, would you really kick Santa out of the group?" "Stop, Pond, please," Santa pleaded. He didn't want to know. He didn't want to confirm it. "Santa will not have a baby," Aou stated, his voice cold and final. "If he got pregnant, we'll abort it. If he wants to keep it, then yes, I'll be more than happy to kick him out." -- Santa accidentally got pregnant. Perth, the father, doesn't want it. Their leader, Aou, gave the ultimatum. - - - So Santa ran away.