Five years ago, Lee Chan presented as an omega on the eve of his promised bonding to pack alpha Choi Seungcheol. That same night, he was cast out as a traitor. Now, he survives in the city's underbelly - a ghost running deliveries for gangs, his body crumbling under the weight of suppressants, his heart armoured in razor wire. When a territorial war throws him back into the Choi Pack's path, they find not the bright-eyed boy they loved, but a feral, wounded creature who looks at them like they're the monsters. The truth, when it unravels, is a poison they all must drink. Chan has known it for years. And forgiveness? That's a language he unlearned to survive. Reclamation is the slow, agonising archaeology of trust, where every scar must be mapped, and love must learn to grow around the ruins. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

Lee Chan was never meant to be anything more than a treaty - the youngest prince of Silla, married off to the cold Crown Prince of Xu for the sake of peace. He arrived expecting nothing and received exactly that: silence, loneliness, a husband who would not look at him. So he built a life. A garden. Music. Friends who saw him. He became someone worth being, all without the man who was supposed to love him. And Minghao watched. From windows, from shadows, from behind walls built from grief and fear. He watched Chan transform, and something inside him cracked. This is a story about loneliness and survival. About walls and windows. About two people who learned to try - every day, even when it was hard - and discovered that sometimes, the smallest moments are the ones that save you. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

Before the ring hits the hardwood floor, before six voices freeze in stunned silence, there's a slow unravelling no one notices. Families don't break in a single moment - they wear down in quiet places, in small ways, in the spaces between laughter. Lee Chan has always been the dependable maknae, the one who bounces back, the one who laughs even when the joke is about him. It's easy to assume he's fine. It's easy to miss the signs when he isn't. None of them sees the crack forming. None of them realise how close he is to breaking. Not until the moment it finally happens. This is the story of what leads to that break - and the way seven people learn how to hold each other together again. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

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Lee Chan doesn't notice the danger at first. Most people don't - not when it smiles, not when it blends in, not when it moves like a shadow wearing familiarity as skin. By the time he understands, it's already too late. Now the maknae is spiralling into a nightmare no one else seems to see. And the worst part? He isn't sure whether calling for help will save him... or destroy everything he has left. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]