Canaan
Stories
6
Chapters
193
Words
323.2 K
Comments
250
Reading
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His life had never been easy. No matter how hard he tried, turning his life around seemed impossible, and the label of 'orphan' clung to him like an inherited status. Even worse, the man who appeared just before he became an adult, claiming to be his father, only wanted to use Yoo Min-ho for his own gain. Tragically, there were only two people he allowed himself to care about, despite his general suspicion of others: his father and me. Yoo Min-ho could never forget me, the person who shared his hardship…-
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"Ah, this is driving me crazy. Why are you looking at me so pitifully and crying like that? Look at the TV. They said we'll be able to leave soon." Yoo Min-ho pulled out a tissue and dabbed at my cheeks with clumsy hands. The cat in his arms seemed to sense that something was wrong with me, too, looking up with wide eyes and meowing as if trying to speak. When I first woke up here, I thought I had fallen into hell, but not anymore. A miracle had occurred, and Yoo Min-ho was alive before my eyes. I…
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When I managed to pry my dry eyes open, I saw Yoo Min-ho. Unlike the memory of him standing there crying bitterly in his school uniform, here he was standing under the bright fluorescent light, looking down at me with his arms crossed. Yet, strangely enough, I felt that his gaze hadn't changed much, neither then nor now. The kind, gentle boy who used to look upon the mean me—the me who only spat out sharp words—with loving eyes was still inside Yoo Min-ho. And that, too, was the reason why I could…
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Compared to the hell of the first floor, Yoo Min-ho's apartment was truly heaven. Not only was it a relief that the stench of rot wasn't overwhelming and that everything was clean without a drop of blood, but the best part was not having to run from time or zombies. After forcing down the instant ramen cup that Yoo Min-ho hadn't even touched, I basked in a feeling of ease as I looked down past the living room window. The world was quiet, as if by a lie. Far below on the ground, police cars, fire…
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Yoo Min-ho, who had been looking at me with a worried gaze for a moment, opened his mouth cautiously. Though I had been with him through countless loops, this was unquestionably the softest tone he had ever used. “The whole country is in an uproar, so a helicopter or rescue team should be here soon. You said your name was Seo Ki-hyeon, right? When you get out of here… I promise to take responsibility and treat you until your trauma heals.” Having said that, Yoo Min-ho stepped closer and gently…
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When I walked out, I saw Yoo Min-ho sprawled on the sofa, watching television. The large TV on the wall was broadcasting the news, which was entirely focused on the building where we were. The footage shown as supplementary material depicted the interior of the building's first floor. It appeared to have been filmed by an unmanned camera. The huge TV screen was filled with the repulsive sight of zombies. I recognized some of the zombies I had seen in the café, now appearing on public broadcast, though…
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Suddenly sensing danger, I roughly began pulling off the clothes of Yoo Min-ho, who was sitting collapsed on the floor. Yoo Min-ho, flustered, recoiled in shock. “Hey, fuck, what are you doing?” “Take it off. I need to check if you’re scratched anywhere.” “…You crazy, are you crying? Hey—wait, wait. How far are you going to go…!” “When you kicked the zombie back there, didn't your leg get scratched?” “Stop crying your ass off. Why are you acting like this while…
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The first thing Yoo Min-ho saw was the back of a woman dressed in a business suit. She was wearing high heels, and one of her ankles was bent at a grotesque angle, exposing white bone. She was trembling intermittently, her head buried in the corner of the hallway, but she froze instantly at the sound of the elevator doors opening. In the deathly silence that made his heart pound, the woman slowly turned around. Yoo Min-ho was frantically slamming the close button, but those brief few seconds while the…
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Jeong Taeyul nipped at the soft skin of Sijin’s inner thighs. Sijin’s eyes teared up from the unexpected stimulation. "Haa, don't lick, ah…!" Sijin squirmed, trying to push Jeong Taeyul's head away from between his legs, but he was too weak and could only clutch his brown hair. Jeong Taeyul was already lapping at his entrance with his tongue. A languid shiver ran down Sijin’s spine, and his clear eyes glazed over. "Haah, haa..." Every time his tongue flicked against his sensitive…-
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"Ah, it hurts! Haa, wait…!" Sijin tried to push Jeong Taeyul away, but he pinned both of Sijin's wrists above his navel with one hand. Perhaps due to his profession, he instinctively knew how to restrain someone. Jeong Taeyul stared intently at their point of connection, maintaining his pressure. He slowly moved his c*ck, watching as Sijin's entrance stretched to accommodate him fully. He kept glancing at Sijin’s face, contorted in pleasure, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Ah,…
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