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“I’m going to kill myself,” Jisung says.
“That’s fair,” Seungmin muses. “Sometimes people are so attractive it just makes you want to meet your demise via bench press strangulation.”
jisung meets a hot guy at the gym. things happen.
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31 Dec 2025
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“I want…” He falters, his lips trembling against Changbin’s thumb. His eyes flick between them, Chan steady and patient, Changbin dark-eyed and ravenous. “I want both of you.”
“You have us,” Chan murmurs. “Always.”
“No,” Seungmin shakes his head. “Not like that. I want—” His throat closes around it, but he forces it out anyway, his shame and desire tangling. “I want you both inside me. At the same time.”
The silence makes his stomach lurch. Then he sees Changbin’s jaw flex. “Fuck, Min.” His voice is rough. “Do you even know what you’re asking for?”
“Yes,” he rushes out. He sits up straighter, as if to dare them to doubt him. “I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, about being so full that I can’t even think. That is what I want.”
Or: Seungmin finally gets to be fucked by both of his boyfriends at once.
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- Part 2 of A Place Where We Belong
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21 Nov 2025
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Jisung isn’t the type to hold a grudge.
Truthfully, If you asked him, he’d insist everyone makes mistakes. That people deserve to be heard out. nobody’s perfect, right?
jisung isn’t the type to hold a grudge. Or at least, that’s what he tells himself as he turns Changbin’s credit card over in his hand.
(Or, Han wants revenge. So of course that means he’s going to use Changbin’s credit card to chat with a sex line worker.)
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11 Nov 2025
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The kissing had been the easy part, hot and desperate, like something ready to boil over. But when Minho pushed Jisung back onto the bed and sank to his knees, things shifted.
Minho was starving for him.
He ran his hands slowly down Jisung’s thighs, tugging his waistband down, and then paused.
“Holy shit,” he muttered, staring at the huge wet stain on the front of Jisung’s boxers.
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06 Nov 2025
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“Are you—” he stammers, grip tightening on Jisung’s wrists, keeping him pinned, “Are you trying to ride my thigh?”
“Fuck,” Jisung whispers, his voice cracking, the word faint. “I’m sorry, hyung, I–” He sucks in a breath, eyes squeezing shut again. “It hurts so much.”
Minho's throwaway joke about curses comes back to bite him— literally —when Jisung turns up at his door in the middle of the night, hard, desperate and convinced Minho hexed him.
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03 Sep 2025