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He stands there, spending an embarrassingly, sickeningly long amount of time staring at Minho’s thighs, because this stranger is somehow doing things to his libido that he hasn’t experienced in ages. Hence-
Minho’s thighs.
Jisung idly wonders how he’d look with shorts on, and the mere thought sends his brain spiralling into a very horny abyss. He jolts with surprise when Minho calls his name from where he’d been tapping against the planks on the ceiling.
“No wires or pipes here, right?”(OR)
Jisung finds a new hyperfixation in the form of his stupidly hot beeman. -
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Chan smiles that wicked smirk of his, lifting his arms lazily above his head. The shirt moves with him, black mesh creating new patterns upon the defined lines of his chest. Jeongin’s sure he’s drooling by now.
“Why, Innie?” he coos, again with that mocking voice. “Like what you see?”
Jeongin rubs a hand over his red, swollen lips. “It’s the most useless top in existence.”
Chan laughs in response, leaning a little, flicking his fingers on Jeongin’s nose.
“Yeah. Just like you.”(OR)
Bang Chan and his useless top(s). -
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Jisung was a man of absolutely no self control.
He knew damn well that he was going to regret this, regret saying the words out loud, regret thinking about it in the first place. But he wasn’t a seasoned criminal. He wasn’t even built to last a day without a bath. The fact that he had made it so far without completely losing it was a testament to how close to the edge he had already been walking on.
He opened up his wallet, counting the bills. Just for good measure. There was nothing to measure.
“Hey, Minho?”
“Yeah?”
Forgive me, dear mother, for I have sinned.
“Can we rob a department store?”
Minho made a short sound, as if he’d suppressed a laugh. “Why, I thought you’d never ask."(OR)
One fateful day, two strangers wake up together in a car with no memory of what happened, only to discover that they somehow became wanted criminals overnight.*not abandoned! author just got sidetracked for a while*
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This was just a nightmare after all.
Minho smirked, and then they were kissing, teeth clicking together and tongues swirling in unison. It was messy and disorganised, and Minho’s iron grip on his jaw was so tight it was bruising him. But Chan couldn’t get enough of those soft, plush lips against his, and the way Minho’s body burned like a brand over his limp body.
He couldn't stop kissing him back.(OR)
Chan is an ordinary, hardworking insomniac. Minho is his sleep paralysis demon.
They have sex every night.
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Chan never needed Minho to be an omega, and Minho never needed Chan to be an alpha.
Which is why Chan is so mad at himself now. He knows that there is absolutely fuck all traditional about them and their relationship, he really does know that, and of course he knows that Minho doesn’t belong to him in the possessive sense or anything. But he also knows that the sight of Minho’s soft, barely there bump underneath one of Chan’s old university varsity t-shirts is doing something outrageously unreasonable to him deep in his soul.
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Chan loves seeing Minho pregnant
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22 Aug 2026
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He was at work when he received the email from Jeonghun’s mum, asking if Minho would be coming for the death anniversary. It wasn’t phrased as a question, of course it wasn’t. They’d been practically engaged, together for six years.
Minho hadn’t been planning on coming. He still doesn’t know how he’ll be able to look at the grave and not want to sit down beside it and stay there. To never leave.
Minho lost his boyfriend and Jisung lost his brother. A year later, they’re still trying to pick up the pieces.
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22 Aug 2026
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After a few more moments of moving his hips back and forth, Minho shifted and groaned again. This time, there was no mistaking whether he was awake or not.
"H-hi, beautiful," Minho said, his hand immediately going to run through Hyunjin's dark hair that was undoubtedly close to his face given their current position. "What are you doing?"
Sleep laced his voice so deliciously, Hyunjin hoped he never stopped talking.
"Riding you," Hyunjin mumbled, punctuating his words with another roll of his hips. "'Couldn't sleep, so…"
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- Part 5 of author's favourites !
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22 Aug 2026
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20 Aug 2026
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Chan sends Minho a picture he says was meant for someone else.
Minho should probably just delete it and move on, but Chan is panicking, and Minho has never been very good at leaving an easy target alone. So he teases him a little.
And then maybe a little too much.
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- Part 1 of mine
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20 Aug 2026