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    Hyunjin grinned and entered the room, coming to stand behind Chan. He leaned forward to rest his chin on Chan’s shoulder, putting his hands on Chan’s hips like they belonged there. He didn’t seem to care at all that Chan was standing there in just his underwear. “What’re you doing, hyung? From where I’m standing,” Hyunjin said, “it looks like you’re just trying to pick yourself apart again for no reason.”
    Evidently, his silence stretched on for too long. Hyunjin nodded as best as he could without lifting his chin from its resting place, saying, “Thought so.” He lifted one hand from Chan’s hip, bringing it up to his face to run his fingertips along Chan’s jawline. “Why do you do that? You’re so good-looking.”

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    OR: The one where Chan has been denying his crush on Hyunjin for years, and Hyunjin is tired of doing the same—especially when Chan doesn’t seem to get how pretty he is.

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    19 Aug 2026

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    In love with this

  2. Rec 10

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    Chan glances back, wondering if he missed Changbin in the booth or curled up on the sofa, and nearly jumps out of his skin. The broader of the two men has twisted around in his seat, curly hair tumbling over his forehead and thick black glasses framing familiar eyes. Despite the man's significant height, he is definitely, undeniably Changbin. A glance at the other man is all that's needed to confirm that while he too is significantly taller than Chan, he's still Jisung, pinched brows, pouty lips, and all. Years of media training aren't enough to prevent what Chan says next.

    "What the fuck."

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    18 Aug 2026

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    "You're a fucking dream," Chan murmurs with his dark, husky voice, right before attacking his neck with his lips, his teeth, surely with the intention to leave marks, to mark Hyunjin as his.

    Hyunjin holds onto dear life with his fingers digging into Chan's broad shoulders, unashamedly whining when Chan's fingers curl into his hair and yank just lightly to make him arch his neck even more.

    That's what Hyunjin always wanted – being manhandled and seized and devoured, being treated exactly like this. He knew that Chan's got it in him.

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    After a year full of pining and dreaming, Hyunjin finally wins over his tango dance teacher and is gifted with the night of his life.

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    12 Aug 2026

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    "Three.." Hyunjin was suddenly off the wall.

    "Two.." Changbin started jumping in place. Bouncing on the balls of his feet with a smile on his face. Chan's breath started coming out in loud pants, as if he was already running. Okay, just tell them that he wants no part in their sick and twisted game. Chan just needs to raise his hands up and tell them to stop.

    "One.." Fuck it.

    Chan has a desire, a deep dark desire. One that he has never been allowed to truly explore due to ridicule and shame. Chan never thought he would be able to experience what it was like to watch the flame of his desire burn. That is until he met someone, or rather someones, that not only want to watch the flame burn. But they brought a can of gasoline with them.

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    28 Jul 2026

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    This is fucking incredible

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    Jisung’s gaze flicks between them, calculating. Chris knows that look. Jisung’s drunk, but his brain never stops looking for drama. “Okay, okay. I got something. No one fight me.”

    “This is gonna be some bullshit,” Changbin mutters, but he’s smiling.

    Jisung points the neck of the bottle at Chris. “Actually, it’s a two-for-one special. Chris, you can weigh in, because I’m a generous god.”

    “Hit me,” Chris says, tipping his head back to take the last gulp of his beer. “I fear nothing.”

    “Cap,” Minho calls out.

    Jisung leans forward, elbows on his knees, theatrically serious. “Alright. I dare you—” he points at Changbin “—to kiss him—” he points at Chris “—properly. None of that grandma peck bullshit. At least ten seconds. Tongue allowed. Encouraged, even.”

    or; Chan and Changbin aren't gay. That doesn't mean they can't make out a little.

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    16 Jun 2026