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“Are you– are you talking about Seungyoun?”
He realizes he has nowhere to run, so he stands his ground firmly, replying off-handedly, “Maybe.”
Seungcheol is flabbergasted, sheer disbelief painting his words, “Don’t tell me you’re jealous. Didn’t you reject Wonwoo?”
Chan grumbles, crossing his arms and looking away from Seungcheol, his cheeks turning a crimson red, once again reminded that secrets– or privacy, for that matter– in Seventeen simply don’t exist.
“How come everyone is focused on such a small, irrelevant detail?”
Chan rejected Wonwoo exactly six months and twenty nine days ago, and is now actively failing to be normal about it.
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16 May 2026
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Blinking tears out of his eyes, Chan bites his lip. When he looks at Wonwoo again, his gaze is half-lidded. “I’d feel even better if your cock was in me.”
Wonwoo is suddenly aware of how hard he is. He’s been hard since Chan rolled on top of him, but it was easy to forget when he had Chan spread out in front of him, looking like sin. He still does, with shiny slick between his quivering legs and droplets of milk running down his chest as he heaves for breath. Their sheets have darkened below them. It wouldn’t take too much for Wonwoo to push him over the edge like this.
But whatever Chan wants, he gets.
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16 Mar 2026
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“Wonwoo hyung.”
Wonwoo would have to lie if he said he wasn’t expecting this. He only opens his eyes, unmoving, gaze lowered from where his head is still knocked back against the brick wall. A beat of silence passes between them.
“Chan-ah.”
He’s there, the collar of his shirt stretched out– probably from roughhousing with one of the guys in Wonwoo’s absence, a thin sheen of sweat covering his neck, perspiration pooling in the divots of his collarbones. Wonwoo lets his eyes wander shamelessly, lifting his cigarette back to his mouth.
Something about the way Chan is looking at him tells him he has nothing to lose right now, in the liminal space of the alleyway. And Wonwoo, at his core, hidden from the light of the world, was nothing if not greedy.
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07 Feb 2026
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"Was he rude?" Wonwoo asks, his eyebrows drawn together.
"No, he was nice. Charming. Handsome, too." Chan assures, turning his body to Wonwoo. His eyes zero in on Wonwoo's pointedly. "He was a really bad fuck, though."
"Oh." he exclaims in reply, lamely.
"Oh." Chan parrots mockingly, lips curled into an amused smile.
Chan thinks he knows things. Who can fuck, who can't. He's proven wrong on two separate occasions in one night, but ultimately finds that he doesn't care for being in the right if he's settled in a quivering Wonwoo's lap.
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27 Dec 2025
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“—Let me get this straight,” Chan starts, breaking Seungkwan out of his reminiscing, as he swiftly punches in the code to the entrance gate of their company building successfully, turning to face Seungkwan as he walks through it, “You think Mingyu is cockblocking you on purpose,”
“And you’re also cockblocking him, but you’re not actually trying to?” he continues, confused, statement trailing off into a question.
After a brief silence, and before Seungkwan can answer, Chan speaks again, “And you doubled down on the whole no-skinship thing because you like Jihoon's new intern? But now you’re upset because Mingyu… listened to you?”
Seungkwan and Mingyu broke up three months ago. At least, that's what Seungkwan thinks. Everyone else refrains from commenting on the matter. Including Mingyu.
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13 Dec 2025