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Then there is him, Bang Chan - Chris, normal to an extent. A fairly good leader, with fairly good talents and fairly good looks. With a decent singing voice and a fairly stable mind, a decent enough height - just ... average. compared to his other ' kids ' he's nothing crazy, nothing special. nothing that screams seduction, nothing that is in your face with beauty. Perhaps that is why they don't invite him in, maybe that is the reason why he is finding out all of them are in relationships with each other without hearing it directly from them. That's fine, that doesn't really bother him as much, scratch that. it doesn't bother him at *all*. So, what if some of them escape to another room to fuck each other's brains out. So, what if Felix decides to corner Changbin and lock lips in the middle of the kitchen right where Chan can see? It's fine, Felix is an adult with his own mind. As are the others.
It does not bother him. It shouldn't.
Except, well -- it *does*.
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08 Jun 2026
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Jisung’s fingers start to sweat, the screen becoming clammy under his touch. He swallows dryly, reminding himself that Leecat has no way of knowing that he jerked off to his videos and accidentally filmed it. Hell, that’s probably what all of his subscribers do, maybe minus the filming part. It’s a porn site for crying out loud, Jisung berates himself.
Or: From his 9-5, Jisung hopelessly pines after his coworker at his corporate job. Later, at his 5-9, Jisung has a second shift as an adult content creator to help him pay his bills.
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17 Feb 2026
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“You’ll do anything?”
“Yes, anything,” Jisung said, his voice so desperate that Minho almost felt bad.
Almost.
“You do realize that’s a dangerous thing to say,” Minho said, eyes raking up and down Jisung’s tense body. “What if I ask for something crazy?”
“Then I’ll do it,” he said confidently.
“Really?” he smirked. “Then come over here.” He beckoned him with a single finger.
Jisung hesitated for a split second, but his feet moved slowly, dragging along the carpet until he stood right in front of him.
“Get on your knees,” he demanded.
Or what happens when Jisung’s barely keeping his business afloat, and the only option left is to turn to his longtime rival, Lee Minho, and ask for help.
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12 Nov 2025
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Jisung tugged the shirt free, already pressing it to his nose before his brain caught up.
And froze.
Because it wasn’t caramel.
It wasn’t Chan.
It was mint.
Not sharp, antiseptic mint - the kind he usually hated. Softer. Fresher. Like mint tea still steaming on a wooden table.
He inhaled again, greedy, and fell flat onto his back. The fabric was crushed to his face, his lungs filling like they hadn’t worked properly in years.
“Oh my fucking god.”
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05 Nov 2025
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Jisung has rules. He made them young and never broke them. Stay out of trouble. Don’t fall for the bad guy. Don’t become his mother.
Then comes Lee Minho—underground fighter, walking temptation, and the kind of beautiful disaster no rulebook could prepare him for. Now everything Jisung thought he wanted feels one choice away from falling apart. And Minho? He’s not making it easy to walk away.
Or: Jisung meets Minho, makes a bet, and suddenly nothing feels under control.
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29 Sep 2025