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The cameras stop rolling. Seungmin takes a breath. In and out. His face is puffy, his eyes red and watery, and the place where his chest had cracked open and sent words long buried spewing from his mouth for everyone to hear still aches just so underneath the sinew of his rib cage. The breaths come faster, little gasps taken against the tide of blood pounding in his ears, and he feels the white walls of the studio hallways start to shrink, caging him in, and over and over all he can think is he’s going to know.
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“Baby, please, stop it,” Minho says, sounding slightly more desperate. “I’m calling it off. I’m red right now, Minnie. I can’t punish you anymore. I’m safewording, do you understand?”
“No!” Seungmin whines. “Bad, bad, bad, bad. Not done. Need to be punished.”
Minho freezes. Seungmin is so far gone that he couldn't comprehend a safeword. Something in Minho shifts as he realizes that they’re into subdrop territory.
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Or Seungmin doesn’t understand how punishments work and doesn’t safeword when he needs to. He drops but his pack is there to help him back up.
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- Part 2 of Stray Kids Pack
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Bookmarked by pochaccominjin
06 Sep 2025
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oMGGG I REMEMBER THISSSSSSSS this was goood!!1
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Felix, an omega with a hard past, had grown to love his pack in the last year. He had also grown out of his old insecurities, making him a pretty happy omega all around. or so he thought he had. When a few careless words are thrown around, he begins to doubt everything. The last straw happens, and everything crashes down around him
PLease give it a chance. I promise its better than the summary
Bookmarked by pochaccominjin
06 Sep 2025
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OH! the angst was SWEEEET. ( insert ecoute chere edit music)
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It hasn’t been too long since his last pill, but he got worried that he wouldn’t wake up in time before his dealer slept, and he’d have to go the entire day before he could grab. And then he’d grow progressively more irritated and panicked as the day wore on, until he felt as if he’d die if he didn't do something about the crawling feeling on his skin and the nausea that had him constantly swallowing his pooling saliva.
Better to come now, pushing away how desperate it makes him look, because he is. He’s an addict. He needs his pills to function. He could be worse off. He can still function. He goes to work and lives his life, but he needs to be stocked up to do so. He’s good. He doesn’t take too much, just enough to stifle the suffocating feeling of being sober, of feeling everything. He numbs it, and it works.
Bookmarked by pochaccominjin
06 Sep 2025
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YESSSSS VAP MININ AAAAAAAAAAA SEUNGMINNIEEEEEEEE
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"I'm sorry", he whispers, throwing his hands on his face. "Didn't want to worry you"
Hyunjin shifts and removes his hand. The covers over Seungmin's body get repositioned again. "Of course I do, because I want to" He is blowing air down onto Seungmin's forehead. So gently, that Seungmin could cry. "Does it hurt a lot?"
Or: Seungmin thinks that Hyunjin is oblivious to his suicidal thoughts.