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They’re in Seungmin’s room, backs against the wall, a movie on Seungmin’s laptop playing mostly as background noise. Jeongin’s in an oversized hoodie and sweats, legs spread lazily over the duvet. Seungmin’s half-slumped against his side, arms folded, sipping from a can of something fizzy.
“Hey,” Seungmin blurts out of nowhere. “Bite me.”
Jeongin chokes on his own spit. “What?”
Seungmin doesn’t look away from the laptop. If he looks, he might take it back. “I want you to bite me.”
or; Seungmin and Jeongin explore a new kink.
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Fastly, too fastly, the gun was pointed at the only love of his life.
And, without any hesitation, he saw his father shot.
His ears were ringing, Seungmin’s screams echoing through the room.
Jeongin couldn’t turn his eyes away from him, from the red liquid flooding on the floor like the life leaving his body little by little.
Tears started to run down his face as he felt someone grab his arm, drawing him away from the other forever.
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•Or when Jeongin joined a gang and found out that his past lover, who he thought died three years ago, was still alive. He realized soon enough that losing the other was easier than living with him.
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"So Seungmin doesn't remember anything?" Jeongin's stomach clenches. "He doesn't remember...us?"
"He didn't recognize me or Chan or Yongbok," Changbin says. "He doesn't seem to remember anyone, except..."
"Except?"
Changbin reaches out and squeezes Jeongin's shoulder. Jeongin lets him, confused.
"He's asking for you."
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“Jisung-ssi,” Minho breathes, voice barely audible over the weight of the world pushing down on him. “I know this sounds crazy, but do you believe in fate?”
Jisung smiles and it’s genuine. “No. But you do.”
Minho snorts and sits back in his chair, surprised at the certainty in which Jisung speaks. “I think you’re pushing your luck.”
“I don’t think it’s luck.”
“So it is fate,” Minho teases, cocking his head. He picks up his notepad and takes his pen out from behind his ear, underlining the word ‘romantic’ with two tight lines.
“No,” Jisung says again, big eyes turning sad. “I think things just happen. Even when they’re not supposed to.”
(OR: Minho and Jisung find each other in every life, even when the universe doesn't want them to. It does everything to stop them and they do everything to keep going.)
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Angular face, strong nose, a little threatening, and platinum fucking blonde hair. Defined brows, gentle eyes, built frame that’s obvious even under layers of clothing. Maybe a few centimeters taller than him, the perfect height for Jisung to be able to hook his chin over his shoulder. He even has lips that look like they would slot against Jisung’s like a puzzle piece, a factor he hadn’t thought to consider before but has now been added to his mental list of ideal-partner qualities.
Jisung isn’t sure what divine intervention placed him right here, right now but it can’t be a coincidence. This god-level beauty was sent to be his savior.
Jisung tries to ward off the creeps who hit on him at the bar by telling them about his fake husband. Lee Minho is prime
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Chan blinked a few times, processing what he had said before the rest of the pack could smell the hurt in his scent, “Jeonginnie, we’re only thinking about you.”
“No! You don’t know what I want and you don't know what I want for my birthday– one in the same, hyung!”
The pack looked around, a little confused, which only served to make Jeongin more frustrated.
Seungmin furrowed his brows, puzzle pieces starting to fit together in his head. He wasn’t sure if he was correct, though, and if he was wrong it could just piss Jeongin off even more.
(aka: Omega Yang Jeongin only wished for one thing for his birthday, the members tried to figure it out.
Queue seungmin, who figured it out.)
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He became aware of his own body all at once; the heat under his skin, the way his clothes felt wrong, too tight, too there. The ache he’d brushed off all morning throbbed deeper now, low and insistent. His strawberry scent heightened, turning syrupy and sweet in the air, honey and vanilla swelling until it tangled with Seungmin’s caramelised yuzu.
Too strong.
Too much.
Jeongin froze.Oh. Oh.
The realisation hit harder than Seungmin’s had.
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Jeongin had never been this stressed before. It wasn’t the familiar nerves before an exam or an interview, this felt heavier, stickier, like something was tightening around him from the inside and refusing to let go. And yet he kept telling himself he couldn’t have been wrong. Right? Not after all this. Every sign under the sun had pointed to the same conclusion: when it came to Seungmin, he had been absolutely correct.
Or: Seungmin is gifted a collar.
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Seungmin can't help but laugh. “So I should only smell like you?”
In the blink of an eye, Jeongin's mood completely shifts, lips curving into a smile in record time. He leans close enough for their noses to touch and even rolls his hips, letting out a shaky sigh from Seungmin. His voice, sultry and laced with obsession, says, “Need it all over you. So strong that you repel every hybrid that gets close to you.”
Seungmin lets Jeongin mark his territory, leading to a few awakenings.
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Chan looks flustered and Felix can’t pinpoint what exactly has him stuttering and blushing so much but it doesn’t stop him from smiling at him. He really is too cute. Felix can’t imagine the Chan standing in front of him being the “Daddy Dom of the community” Hyunjin has been describing. This Chan looks like he’d blush if someone said the word cock, and it only makes him more attractive.
or in which Felix agrees to help his BDSM club frequenter roommate's friend/local Dom/Esty kinky collar maker Chan out by modelling his collars for him. Things escalate.
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“Jisung-ah?”
“Yes?”
On the other line, Lee Minho huff-laughs. “Voice got deep, huh?”
Han Jisung has everything lined up: a successful career, a sleek apartment in Gangnam, a girlfriend he cares deeply for. Even a diamond ring in a nightstand drawer, awaiting just the right moment.
A prepaid call from Seobu Penitentiary upsets the balance.
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“Were you dreaming of me?” Felix asks, smearing precum down Jeongin’s length before setting a slow—almost teasing—rhythm as he jerks him off. He bites his lips, interrupting himself, “Or… maybe someone else again?”
Or; Jeongin wakes up from a nap to his boyfriend Felix grinding against him, what will happen when his long time crush, walks in on them?
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Minho laughs, then shakes his head and doesn't drink. Jisung sighs in relief, then glances at Minho, voice softer. "Never have I ever… been in love with a friend." Jisung drinks his own right away.
Minho freezes, hoping he misheard… misunderstood.
Or: Minho and Jisung are supposed to be sharing a cabin over Christmas with their eight friends. Unfortunately, a snowstorm has other plans
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you're so fxxking special (i wish i was special) by gaeultaeyang
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
11 Feb 2023
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As Minho let the cool liquid flow into his glass, he heard a noise behind him. He turned around and promptly choked on air. There stood Jisung, in nothing but his form fitting underwear, outrageous muscles covered in a sheen of sweat, hair mussed and eyes mischievous.
“Morning,” he said casually, as Minho finally managed to breathe again.
His eyes roved down to Minho’s Hello Kitty pyjamas. “Cute,” he added with a smirk.
Minho wanted to evaporate.
“For god’s sake Jisung, put some clothes on!” Chan’s voice echoed through the room as he came to stand near Minho. “Can’t you see I’ve got friends over?”
“Oh, I don’t think he minds,” Jisung said, winking at Minho and chuckling to himself as he left.In which Minho does NOT expect Chan's younger brother to be the guitarist he had a mind-blowing one night stand with, Chan and Jisung are NOT on good terms, and no one knows how to communicate.
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“And, by the way… you’re not the first stray to end up here. So don’t worry about us kicking you out just because you’re a little haunted.” Hyunjin smiled, easy and gentle. “Take some time to loosen up a bit, and you’ll fit right in.”
Jeongin didn't come there to stay — but staying is starting to feel like the hardest thing he's ever done.
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His heart starts beating too hard as he brings the boxers to his face.
The smell is immediate and concentrated, the sort of scent the washing machine never fully erases. Under the faint layer of detergent there is the warm, salty, very human musk that’s just Chan. It’s sweat that’s dried on fabric, the ghost of his soap, the heat of his body cooked into the cotton.
It should be gross.
Jeongin’s knees feel weird and loose.
or; Jeongin is a pervert who steals his roommate's underwear.
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Ever since he was little, Jeongin has wanted a puppy to call his own.
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- Part 5 of Case Control Series
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Minho is cursed. He has to be. There's no other explanation for how he ended up with a ruined career, busted leg, and is now sitting across the table from the ex-boyfriend who broke his heart. And did he mention how he just learned said ex-boyfriend had a threesome with his best friend? Yeah... one hundred percent cursed... and definitely, one thousand percent not still in love with Han Jisung... maybe...
_________The roulette wheel of emotions, spinning since the week before when he’d first seen Jisung again finally slows to land on one… want. His bruised soul rustles inside of him at the realization. He still wants Jisung…
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Minho is just as beautiful as he remembered. Just as perfect. A flawless collection of delicate lines and sharp angles that had never failed to steal his sanity away. It’d been like that since the first time Jisung saw him. The handsome bartender the forbidden fruit in his garden of Eden. Tired of denying himself and desperate for a taste of sin he’d sworn it would only happen once.
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Jisung does not date.
Jisung does not have one night stands.
Jisung does not like the assholes he kisses from the bar.
Jisung will however, make an exception… for Lee Minho.
(Or - Jisung and Minho meet at a bar, with Jisung being a self proclaimed brat and Minho being too confident for his own good, will the two find common ground?)