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“Hi,” he murmurs, breath tickling Hyunjin’s neck.
“What are you doing, Jeongin?” He doesn’t have time for this. His mouth is dry. He’s going to die.
It’s becoming significantly harder to pretend to be repulsed by Jeongin when the man redoubles his efforts every time Hyunjin rebuffs him.
He is very, very sexy and Hyunjin is very, very gay.
(OR: Hyunjin's best friend's brother keeps asking if he wants a kiss)
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29 Aug 2026
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“What do you want?”
“I miss you.”
Hyunjin props his elbow up on his hand, other arm flat across his waist, he chews on his lip. The butterflies in his stomach can’t be helped, Jeongin has always had that effect on him. “Do you really? Or do you just miss my ass?”
“Both,” Jeongin huffs a laugh. “Can’t stop thinking about you, Jin.”
And really, Hyunjin shouldn’t. Rule one of maintaining mental stability post-breakup is almost certainly ’do not hook up with your ex.’ But he’s a little bit drunk and a lot a bit lonely and he hates to admit that he misses Jeongin too.
(OR: Hyunjin starts hooking up with his ex, and why did they break up again? He can’t remember.)
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29 Aug 2026
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“Thought you were in the darkroom.”
“I was,” Hyunjin continues kissing down the side of his neck, teeth and tongue, teasing. “But then something horrible happened.”
“Oh, really?” Jeongin gasps when Hyunjin’s fingers crawl below his waistband, pressing into his hip bones and forcing his ass backwards. He bites his lip to keep from moaning, eyes rolling back a bit. He can feel Hyunjin through his pants, rutting against him, already hard. “What might that be?” he breathes, voice tight in his throat.
(OR: film club boyfriends fuck in office, confess love. not clickbait!)
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29 Aug 2026
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Jeongin’s cheeks hurt from the force of his smile. “He’s amazing. I’m crazy about him.”
“What the fuck,” Seungmin blinks, three times in succession, shaking his head like he’s clearing smoke. “Since when?”
“Mmmm,” Jeongin taps his chin. “A week tomorrow.”
“A week tomorrow,” Seungmin repeats, incredulous.
“Yep! We met on Grindr last Tuesday. God, Seungmin. It’s been amazing,” Jeongin’s heart rate picks up. Speaking about Hyunjin tends to do that to him. “The first three times we had sex, he finished in like, two minutes. I’ve never felt so desired.”
(OR: Jeongin and Hyunjin fall in love. It's everything, and then some.)
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29 Aug 2026
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Jeongin grabs the milk from the fridge, drinking straight from the carton. He hears a door, turns just in time to see Hyunjin leading his latest conquest out, giggling when the guy smacks him on the ass as he goes. Jeongin rolls his eyes, shoving the milk back into the fridge and slamming the door to draw attention.
Hyunjin’s lip is already curling when he spins around, arms across his chest. He’s wearing tiny little pink silk pajama shorts, a loose crop top. Jeongin blinks, bored.
It genuinely infuriates Jeongin how hot Hyunjin is. Long legs, slender build. He has shoulder length blonde hair and a beauty mark right below his left eye. His lips are criminal, made to suck dick, if Jeongin had to put a description to them. The guy looks like he stepped out of a painting of the gods reveling in their fortune. Jeongin hates that about him.
(OR: fortnite, frottage, and fucking the enemy.)
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29 Aug 2026