<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" ?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:tt="http://teletype.in/" xmlns:opensearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/"><title>𝓡𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷</title><author><name>𝓡𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷</name></author><id>https://teletype.in/atom/kim_rina_moon</id><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="https://teletype.in/atom/kim_rina_moon?offset=0"></link><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://teletype.in/@kim_rina_moon?utm_source=teletype&amp;utm_medium=feed_atom&amp;utm_campaign=kim_rina_moon"></link><link rel="next" type="application/rss+xml" href="https://teletype.in/atom/kim_rina_moon?offset=10"></link><link rel="search" type="application/opensearchdescription+xml" title="Teletype" href="https://teletype.in/opensearch.xml"></link><updated>2026-04-04T21:15:42.172Z</updated><entry><id>kim_rina_moon:FdPTRCdsSWO</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://teletype.in/@kim_rina_moon/FdPTRCdsSWO?utm_source=teletype&amp;utm_medium=feed_atom&amp;utm_campaign=kim_rina_moon"></link><title>illegal love</title><published>2026-03-12T01:09:43.212Z</published><updated>2026-03-12T01:11:21.385Z</updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img4.teletype.in/files/75/8f/758f3018-bd0d-4b75-9ae2-56b3c66687de.png"></media:thumbnail><category term="fanfic" label="Fanfic"></category><summary type="html">&lt;img src=&quot;https://img2.teletype.in/files/1a/c5/1ac5e17f-0557-48dc-9356-60ce4590cfd0.jpeg&quot;&gt;​Seulning eng nufuzli tumanidagi baland binolar tunda yanada mahobatli ko‘rinadi. Rina o‘zining yangi ijaraga olgan kvartirasining balkonida turib, tungi shahardan zavqlanar edi. To‘g‘rirog‘i, zavqlanishga harakat qilayotgan edi.</summary><content type="html">
  &lt;figure id=&quot;Z2Wu&quot; class=&quot;m_original&quot;&gt;
    &lt;img src=&quot;https://img2.teletype.in/files/1a/c5/1ac5e17f-0557-48dc-9356-60ce4590cfd0.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;584&quot; /&gt;
    &lt;figcaption&gt;Ep.1&lt;/figcaption&gt;
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  &lt;p id=&quot;IKUN&quot;&gt;​Seulning eng nufuzli tumanidagi baland binolar tunda yanada mahobatli ko‘rinadi. Rina o‘zining yangi ijaraga olgan kvartirasining balkonida turib, tungi shahardan zavqlanar edi. To‘g‘rirog‘i, zavqlanishga harakat qilayotgan edi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;s1Ke&quot;&gt;— Nega aynan bugun kalitni ichkarida qoldirdim-a? — Rina o‘ziga-o‘zi g‘uldiradi. Egnida faqat kalta ipak xalat, oyog‘ida esa quyonchali shippak. Eshik yopilib qolgan, u esa o‘n beshinchi qavat balkonida qulflanib qolgandi.&lt;/p&gt;
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    &lt;figcaption&gt;Kiymini shunaqa deb tasavvur qiling&lt;/figcaption&gt;
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  &lt;p id=&quot;9LJf&quot;&gt;​U qo‘shni balkon bilan o‘rtadagi to‘siqqa qaradi. &amp;quot;Agar u yoqqa o‘tsam, balki u yerdagi odam yordam berar?&amp;quot; degan xayol bilan tavakkal qilib, to‘siqdan oshib o‘tdi. Bu hayotidagi eng katta xato yoki eng katta sarguzashtning boshlanishi edi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;gmBT&quot;&gt;Rina qo‘shni balkonning shisha eshigini ohista urdi. Ichkarida chiroq o‘chiq edi, lekin qandaydir g‘alati musiqa eshitilardi. Bir necha soniyadan so‘ng parda surildi va Rina qotib qoldi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;aVRh&quot;&gt;Qarshisida Taehyung turardi. Faqat u ustiga hech narsa kiymagan, beliga shunchaki oq sochiq bog‘lab olgan edi. Uning sochlaridan suv tomchilab turar, nam tanasi neon chiroqlari ostida xuddi haykaldek ko‘rinardi.&lt;/p&gt;
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    &lt;figcaption&gt;Taehyung&lt;/figcaption&gt;
  &lt;/figure&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;DrWp&quot;&gt;— Sen kimsan? — Taehyungning ovozi past, bo‘g‘iq va kutilmaganda juda jozibali chiqdi. Uning nigohi Rinaning quyonchali shippaklaridan tortib, tarqoq sochlarigacha o‘tdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;LyEX&quot;&gt;​— Men... men qo‘shningizman. Eshigim yopilib qoldi, — Rina uyalganidan yer yorilmadi-yu, yerga kirmadi. — Iltimos, menga yordam bering... yoki shunchaki telefoningizni berib turing.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;yOOy&quot;&gt;Taehyung eshikni ochdi va bir qadam oldinga yurdi. Rina beixtiyor orqaga tislanib, balkon panjarasiga taqaldi. Taehyung unga shunchalik yaqin keldiki, Rina uning tanasidan kelayotgan issiqlikni va qimmatbaho sovun hidini his qildi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;O8Mn&quot;&gt;​— Qo‘shnim? — Taehyung bir qo‘lini Rinaning boshi yonidagi panjaraga qo‘yib, unga pastdan yuqoriga qaradi. Uning lablarida nimjon, biroz masxaromuz tabassum paydo bo‘ldi. — Bilasanmi, bu binoda o‘g‘rilar ko‘p, lekin quyonchali shippakda keladiganini birinchi marta ko‘rishim.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;Oncn&quot;&gt;​— Men o‘g‘ri emasman! — Rina uning ko‘zlariga qarashga harakat qildi, lekin Taehyungning ochiq ko‘kragi va nam tanasi uni chalg‘itardi. — Shunchaki... vaziyat shunaqa bo‘lib qoldi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;mQIo&quot;&gt;Taehyung kutilmaganda uning yuziga yaqinlashdi. Rina nafasini ichiga yutib yubordi. Oradagi masofa bir necha santimetr qolganda, Taehyung pichirladi:&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;U82r&quot;&gt;— Sening &amp;quot;vaziyating&amp;quot; meni juda qiziqtirib qo‘ydi. Lekin bilib qo‘y, mening uyimga kirish oson, lekin chiqish... juda qimmatga tushishi mumkin.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;0EeN&quot;&gt;Shu payt binoning pastki qismida politsiya sirenalari eshitila boshladi. Taehyungning yuzi birdan jiddiylashdi. U Rinaning qo‘lidan mahkam tutib, uni ichkariga — qorong‘u xonaga tortdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;4Vii&quot;&gt;​— Ovozingni chiqarma, — dedi u keskin ohangda. — Agar seni men bilan ko‘rishsa, ikkimiz uchun ham &amp;quot;Illegal Love&amp;quot; sarguzashtlari o‘sha zahoti boshlanadi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;p7i6&quot;&gt;​Rina nima bo‘layotganini tushunmay, Taehyungning baquvvat qo‘llari orasida qoldi. Uning yuragi xuddi qafasdagi qushdek urardi. Bu yigit kim? Nega politsiyadan yashirinyapti? Va nega uning tegishi Rinani bunchalik hayajonga solmoqda?&lt;/p&gt;

</content></entry><entry><id>kim_rina_moon:7HQrDaKUqbv</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://teletype.in/@kim_rina_moon/7HQrDaKUqbv?utm_source=teletype&amp;utm_medium=feed_atom&amp;utm_campaign=kim_rina_moon"></link><title>Forbidden Flame</title><published>2026-03-11T15:40:58.837Z</published><updated>2026-03-11T15:40:58.837Z</updated><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img4.teletype.in/files/ba/c6/bac6b5e6-27c9-41b0-8f9c-dc344afa9864.png"></media:thumbnail><summary type="html">&lt;img src=&quot;https://img3.teletype.in/files/ad/1d/ad1ddd77-65f5-45d1-87da-4831afd5c0ec.jpeg&quot;&gt;Seulning Gangnam tumanidagi &quot;Kim Enterprises&quot; bosh ofisi tunda ham hayot bilan to'la edi, ammo 60-qavatdagi rahbar kabineti butun dunyodan uzilib qolgandek sokin edi. Deraza ortida Seulning neon chiroqlari daryo kabi oqib o‘tar, Han daryosining kumushrang aksi uzoqdan ko‘rinib turardi. Xonaning o‘rtasida, mahobatli qora eman daraxtidan yasalgan stol ortida Kim Seokjin o‘tirardi.</summary><content type="html">
  &lt;figure id=&quot;GOjY&quot; class=&quot;m_original&quot;&gt;
    &lt;img src=&quot;https://img3.teletype.in/files/ad/1d/ad1ddd77-65f5-45d1-87da-4831afd5c0ec.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;828&quot; /&gt;
    &lt;figcaption&gt;Ep.1&lt;/figcaption&gt;
  &lt;/figure&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;hYAq&quot;&gt;Seulning Gangnam tumanidagi &amp;quot;Kim Enterprises&amp;quot; bosh ofisi tunda ham hayot bilan to&amp;#x27;la edi, ammo 60-qavatdagi rahbar kabineti butun dunyodan uzilib qolgandek sokin edi. Deraza ortida Seulning neon chiroqlari daryo kabi oqib o‘tar, Han daryosining kumushrang aksi uzoqdan ko‘rinib turardi. Xonaning o‘rtasida, mahobatli qora eman daraxtidan yasalgan stol ortida Kim Seokjin o‘tirardi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;3tjo&quot;&gt;​Uning egnidagi qimmatbaho, maxsus tikilgan to‘q ko‘k kostyumi uning keng yelkalari va aslzoda qiyofasini yanada bo‘rttirib ko‘rsatardi. Seokjin shunchaki rahbar emas, u Seulning eng orzu qilingan, ammo yetib bo‘lmas &amp;quot;muz shahzodasi&amp;quot; edi. Uning nigohi sovuq, ammo ich-ichida qandaydir yashirin olov yonayotgandek edi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;figure id=&quot;TFKe&quot; class=&quot;m_original&quot;&gt;
    &lt;img src=&quot;https://img2.teletype.in/files/d3/50/d35048e5-36a0-44de-96cc-aebac2fef1db.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;736&quot; /&gt;
    &lt;figcaption&gt;Kim Seokjin&lt;/figcaption&gt;
  &lt;/figure&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;zQK8&quot;&gt;Yuna — uning shaxsiy yordamchisi — qo‘lida bir dasta muhim shartnomalar bilan xonaga kirdi. Uning har bir qadami yumshoq gilam ustida deyarli eshitilmasdi, lekin Seokjin qizning kelganini uning nafis atiri hididan darrov sezdi. Yuna bu ofisga qadam qo‘yganidan beri, Seokjin uchun ishchanlik va shaxsiy xohish o‘rtasidagi chegara yo‘qolib borayotgan edi.&lt;/p&gt;
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    &lt;figcaption&gt;Park Yuna&lt;/figcaption&gt;
  &lt;/figure&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;q9m3&quot;&gt;​— &amp;quot;Janob Seokjin, ertangi Lotte World loyihasi bo‘yicha hisobotlar tayyor,&amp;quot; — dedi Yuna ovozini barqaror ushlashga harakat qilib. Uning oppoq ipak ko‘ylagi va qora qalam-yubkasi uning nozik qomatiga shunchalik mos tushgandiki, Seokjin bir lahza nafas olishni ham unutgandek bo‘ldi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;ZWLx&quot;&gt;Seokjin sekin boshini ko‘tardi. Uning qora, chuqur ko‘zlari Yunaning ko‘zlariga qadaldi. U hech narsa demasdan, qo‘lidagi qimmatbaho ruchkani stolga qo‘ydi va sekin o‘rnidan turdi. Uning uzun bo‘yi va haybatli qomati xonadagi havoni yanada quyuqlashtirib yuborgandek edi. U stol atrofidan aylanib o‘tib, Yunaga yaqinlashdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;t331&quot;&gt;Yuna beixtiyor bir qadam orqaga tislanib, Seulning tungi manzarasi ko‘rinib turgan ulkan deraza oynasiga suyandi. Endi qochishga yo‘l yo‘q edi. Seokjin uning qarshisida to‘xtadi. Ularning orasida atigi bir necha santimetr masofa qolgan edi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;JvQX&quot;&gt;​— &amp;quot;Yuna... Sen bu yerda, Seulda ishlashni boshlaganingdan beri men o‘z qoidalarimni buzyapman,&amp;quot; — dedi Seokjin past va bo‘g‘iq ovozda. U bir qo‘li bilan Yunaning yonidagi oynaga tayandi, ikkinchi qo‘lining barmoqlari bilan esa qizning iyak qismini sekin yuqoriga ko‘tardi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;m9R4&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;yCxs&quot;&gt;Yuna nafas ololmay qoldi. Seokjinning nigohi uning lablariga tushdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;IjRD&quot;&gt;— &amp;quot;Menga shunday qaramang, janob Seokjin... Bu professionalizmga to‘g‘ri kelmaydi,&amp;quot; — dedi Yuna, ammo uning vujudi butunlay boshqa narsani — uning teginishini xohlayotgan edi.Yuna nafas ololmay qoldi. Seokjinning nigohi uning lablariga tushdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;lMWl&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;xWqA&quot;&gt;Seokjin yanada yaqinroq egildi. Uning issiq nafasi Yunaning bo‘yniga tegib, qizni butun vujudi bilan titroqqa soldi.— &amp;quot;Professionalizm? Agar bu shunchaki ish bo‘lganida, men hozir seni mana shu oynaga qisib, lablaringdan to‘yib o‘pishni, sening har bir nafasini his qilishni bunchalik qattiq istamagan bo‘lardim,&amp;quot; — dedi u bevosita Yunaning qulog‘iga.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;3ScA&quot;&gt;Seokjin Yunaning belidan mahkam ushlab, o‘ziga tortdi. Ularning tanasi bir-biriga jips yopishdi. Yuna Seokjinning shiddatli va tartibsiz yurak urishini o‘z ko‘kragida his qildi. Bu Seulning eng baland nuqtasida sodir bo‘layotgan ehtirosli portlash edi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;ryaM&quot;&gt;— &amp;quot;Siz olov bilan o‘ynayapsiz, Seokjin,&amp;quot; — deb pichirladi Yuna, uning barmoqlari Seokjinning sochlari orasiga kirib ketdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;gsOX&quot;&gt;— &amp;quot;Unday bo‘lsa, butun Seul bizning yonayotganimizni ko‘rsin,&amp;quot; — dedi Seokjin va Yunaning lablariga qattiq, talabchan va nihoyatda ehtirosli bo‘sa bilan yopishdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;7DXu&quot;&gt;Bu Seul tunida boshlangan &amp;quot;Taqiqlangan Olov&amp;quot;ning ilk uchquni edi. Va bu olov endi hech qachon o‘chmasligini ikkalasi ham bilardi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;cIIc&quot;&gt;End ep.1&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;hPai&quot;&gt;Author:RinaMoon&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;aSbP&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;jOHa&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;AxVr&quot;&gt;— &amp;quot;Professionalizm? Agar bu shunchaki ish bo‘lganida, men hozir seni mana shu oynaga qisib, lablaringdan to‘yib o‘pishni, sening har bir nafasini his qilishni bunchalik qattiq istamagan bo‘lardim,&amp;quot; — dedi u bevosita Yunaning qulog‘iga.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;Q0JI&quot;&gt;Seokjin Yunaning belidan mahkam ushlab, o‘ziga tortdi. Ularning tanasi bir-biriga jips yopishdi. Yuna Seokjinning shiddatli va tartibsiz yurak urishini o‘z ko‘kragida his qildi. Bu Seulning eng baland nuqtasida sodir bo‘layotgan ehtirosli portlash edi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;8n2M&quot;&gt;— &amp;quot;Siz olov bilan o‘ynayapsiz, Seokjin,&amp;quot; — deb pichirladi Yuna, uning barmoqlari Seokjinning sochlari orasiga kirib ketdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;3QGy&quot;&gt;— &amp;quot;Unday bo‘lsa, butun Seul bizning yonayotganimizni ko‘rsin,&amp;quot; — dedi Seokjin va Yunaning lablariga qattiq, talabchan va nihoyatda ehtirosli bo‘sa bilan yopishdi.&lt;/p&gt;
  &lt;p id=&quot;k7gh&quot;&gt;Bu Seul tunida boshlangan &amp;quot;Taqiqlangan Olov&amp;quot;ning ilk uchquni edi. Va bu olov endi hech qachon o‘chmasligini ikkalasi ham bilardi.&lt;/p&gt;

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