Byul_Byre

(MATURE CONTENT)
Threesome arc? - Right here

A weak, adorable, and low self-esteemed MC with an awful past, a trauma breaking him down every second and controling his life, just before he meets his 'suns', and later gains confidence and starts loving himself again arc? - Right here. Yeah, you read that right.

Twin brothers who radiate like the sun and are very possessive of the MC, putting his happiness above everything arc? Gosh, look no further, you're in the right place.

This story is just for you, so open it and read to your heart's content.

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Synopsis
I was just a no-name photographer who was trying hard to make a living, but then I got tangled with 'them'.

My life, as it was, had always been nothing but a nightmare, living a cursed life that wasn't fit to be called a life.

I had no chances with love, connections, or anything. Nothing! And after drawing my last straw, trying to make a final effort that would maybe lead me somewhere other than dirt, I met them again.

They - the twins - were my childhood friends whose lives I had ruined with my presence, and I was scared to ruin it a second time, so I tried to stay away from them but... They had other plans.

'When angels dream.'

That was what I called the picture. The beautiful portrait was filled with serenity as that blond Italian man gazed into the distance and was showered with the soft petals of cherry blossom. 

The beautiful picture I had 'stolen'. Yeah, that's the word. I stole it because I didn't ask for permission first.

But this is how it unfolded.

At first, I took the picture without asking because I was so mesmerized by the scenery, and completely breathtaking, but then I got caught but it wasn't by the same man.

They looked alike and wore the same clothes but I could tell right away that he wasn't him. 

Nevertheless, I apologized.

"I'm deeply sorry." I said but then, the man whom I had stolen a picture from walked up behind me and said, 

"To think such a day would come." I turned around and blinked, looking at the man in front of me and then at the one behind me. 

They were identical twins. And not only that ... My heart shook... They looked like the twins I had known back then. 

"What's the matter?" The one in front asked with a bright smile that I was so compelled to take a picture of him and I did. 

He blinked at my confused expression and then burst out laughing. 

A sweet and cheerful laugh that made me blush. he looked really handsome. They both did, with their blonde hair which shone like gold with the suns radiation and a charming smile.

I found my heart racing at the mere sight of that  smile and almost forgot the situation I was in.

"I see you haven't changed at all." He suddenly said, swiped my hair back and added, softly, "Hyung." 

My eyes widened. These two... It couldn't be... They weren't the twins, right? The twins that I knew. They... How did this happen? I just wanted a picture, that's all. 


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Thank you all for diving into this story.

Note, the smut doesn't officially start right away till the later chapters but I didn't leave the readers without some sweet candies either, so along the line, there were a bunch of 'actions' between MC and the twins, huhu.

His denial knew no bound but his body still won in the end, haha.

Anyway, if you find waiting for updates too long, and you haven't checked out my other books, please do.

There's also a threesome arc in the first one below. And it's completed too. What a score!

1) Alpha, Alpha, Beta? I transmigrated into an Omegaverse as a boy? (Completed)

2) And why, In Every Life, Do I Fall In Love With The Tyrant (Ongoing)

It's Just A Picture (BL)

The twins were expecting a secret that they had yet to find out but it wasn't. And though it was something they had a hint about, hearing Dongwoo speak about it and crying, their hearts ached for him.

"I get scared... When I'm about to have sex." He said and sniffed. "I have this trauma from back then, when your father tried to force himself on me, so each time I get to the point of having sex with my last lovers, I would freeze up and start shaking in fear. I just couldn't go past that stage and..." His tears started flowing down again.

"That's why they all ended up hating me. My inability to give them what they wanted as a partner was the reason they said harsh things and ended up hating me. They did their best and put up with me for a few days and some a few days but I had nothing to offer and was no good. I... I'm broken."

Wasn't that what being lovers meant?