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Jisung spent all evening at his desk, searching for “romantic holiday activities”, hastily followed by “cheap romantic holiday activities”.
The resulting trip he put together seems innocuous enough, but is filled with opportunities for romance to spark.
Hopefully a change in setting will cause Minho to see him in a different light, even after all these years.
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Terrified of confessing, Jisung wants Minho to make the first move. He has one week, a mediocre hotel room and a dream.
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Jisung had always been a firm believer that his own reluctance to admit his feelings to his best friend would be his biggest obstacle in ever getting railed by said best friend.
He did not consider the option of an even… bigger obstacle. Huge, some might say. Possibly obscene.
Or: Jisung learns that size matters.
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A short drabble about Minho realizing something.
Softly inspired by the infamous "Han can live well enough without Lee Know, but I don't think Lee Know can live without Han" quote.
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That unique lemon scent sharpens in Minho’s nose, thick on his tongue. He hums curiously, his hand making a slow descent down the expanse of Jeongin’s back. From the widest point of his shoulders to the handsome taper of his waist, following the curve of his spine like a map. Jeongin shivers when Minho slips his thumb under the waistband of his boxers, simultaneously arching into and away from the touch like he’s confused. Pushing and pulling two different directions. “Hyung,” he says, voice sticky, half-pleading. Already so embarrassed. He lifts his head up, eyes glazed, pink lips parted. Minho knows what he’ll find if he slides his hand downward- knows what Jeongin is trying and failing to conceal with his begging expression. He pushes his hand under fully to cup his perky ass and immediately feels that he’s wet. Considerably. Soaked, essentially.
“Aegi,” Minho coos, his giddy laugh turning into a wheeze when Jeongin slams his head down to hide his face in his chest with a pitiful whine, “are you still feeling a little worked up?”
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10 Dec 2025
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“No,” Minho sighs, regretting what he's about to reveal before he’s even revealed it, but he knows it has to get to his little gaggle of gays sooner rather than later. “We’re just sleeping together.”
Felix nearly spits out his water. “What?!” he yells as best he can through his coughing fit. “And the world didn’t implode?”
“Like not just in the same bed?” Hyunjin chirps in, eyes wide. “Like dicks in ass and everything?” Minho just sighs again and looks up at the ceiling. Maybe he should have just kept this in forever.
“Well I guess we know what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object,” Seungmin deadpans, sliding over on his wheelie chair before stopping perfectly in the center of the doorway. “They fuck.”
(OR: Minho and Jisung have slept with everyone except each other. Until that changes. No feelings attached, of course.)
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07 Dec 2025
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And then comes Jisung.
The final moment, tonight's centerpiece. A calculated reveal.
His first public appearance after presenting, the second son beta no one paid attention to, now revealed to be a diamond in the rough.
Minho doesn't think when he offers Jisung his leather-gloved hand. And Jisung takes it without hesitation, the touch light, for balance and form, but Minho feels the warmth as if it were skin on skin, searing through the leather like flame.
The noise surrounding them rises as soon as Jisung appears, all attention focusing on him.
He's luminous.
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06 Dec 2025
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Minho’s throat goes dry. Chan is on his side on the bed, already curling into himself, sweater falling off his shoulders, face mashed in one of Minho’s shirts, one eye peering up at him from the depths. Clinging to the fabric, even with all this new sensitivity. Something deep and satisfactory curls in Minho’s gut. He shuts the door behind himself.
(Chan finally presents. Minho tries not to let it be the end of the world.)
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25 Nov 2025
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See, he did this math by dead reckoning—known preferences, the part of town Jisung gave him, the measured tap—and there they are: Lee Minho’s Nike Air Force 1 Flyknit 2.0s, impatient in the last stall. Heel–toe, heel–toe, counting him in.
At least he was smart enough not to let Gucci sponsor his trip to the glory hole.
Chan finds out Minho has been frequenting a glory hole, and he goes to shut it down. That’s the plan, anyway.
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16 Nov 2025