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Chan exhales smoke through his nose, head lolling back against the couch as he mutters, “Man, it’s been a while since I came on anyone’s face.”
Changbin groans dramatically, flopping onto his back and spreading out like a starfish on the floor. “Same. I need to get laid again.”
“Yeah…” Jisung hums, his gaze flickering toward Minho, tongue darting out to wet his lips. The moment Minho meets his eyes, Jisung quickly looks away. Cute.
“And smoking always makes me so fucking horny,” Chan muses, his hand absentmindedly drifting to his lap as he subtly adjusts himself. He turns his gaze to Minho, “What about you?”
"Mhm." Minho tilts his head back, eyes fixed on the ceiling. "You can fuck me if you want."
or: 3Racha fucks Minho
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Jisung is feeling more and more hopeless about losing his virginity.
Minho is straight. Ostensibly.
Some friendships are worth making changes for.
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lyrics of an improvised love song by orphan_account for melodics
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
20 Jul 2019
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Minho is behind the counter, taking orders and misspelling names. Since it’s a university, the coffee shop is fairly full, with a constant background noise of people talking.
Then, out of nowhere, the talking stops, and the thing happens, one of those moments where everybody just collectively decides to fall silent, but one unfortunate soul doesn’t get the memo. In specific, a guy with brown hair and a blue t-shirt sighs into the dead quiet, “Dammit, somebody date me.”
There’s a second where the guy doesn’t realize anything is wrong, but then his expression freezes, and he shrinks down in his seat. Minho is amused, embarrassed on his behalf, all normal reactions. And then the impulse kicks in, the urge to pick the most idiotic and unconventional choice just because he can.
“Okay,” Minho replies, and everybody in the room looks at him. “I will.”
[It isn't fake, but it isn't real, either. Until suddenly, it is.]
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Minho doesn’t claim to be a perfect person. He doesn’t believe in God and he’s never gone to church or whatever else is supposed to make someone a moral human being. But he’s generally good, he thinks.
So, hearing how his neighbor pleasures himself isn’t his fault. He wasn’t actively listening for it, okay? So he got hard a few times. And? Is he not allowed to touch himself at the same time in his own shower?
or: minho spends months listening to his new neighbor masturbate in the shower until a plumbing issue forces him to do something about it.
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“You should go home.”
Not that Jisung isn’t appreciative, but this is way beyond the role of a one night stand. Minho is unfairly handsome, funny, and kind, and he really doesn’t deserve to be caring for Jisung in the middle of the night. He came for ass, and Jisung put out because who fucking wouldn’t – but Minho really doesn’t need to see this part, as mortifying as it's becoming. Who gets sick after sex? Only a loser like Jisung.
“I can’t leave you,” Minho says quietly. “You need me here.”
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"Yo damn I knew you were lonely and adventurous but look at that you got yourself a feisty girl." Chan beams, noticing the scratches on Jisung's traps and arms.
"That or he got into a fight with a cat? What do you think is more likely?" Chan and Changbin look at one another, mirroring each other's evil grins.
"Girl, definitely. Jisung's always liked them wild." Chan exclaims while Jisung pretends he is one with the table and the conversation isn't about him until the two start talking about something else.
Or: Jisung rescues an injured cat from the side of the road only to discover it’s a shifter in a world where shifters have no rights and are treated as pets. Jisung decides to risk his comfortable life and make Minho human. Illegally that is.
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“You like my hands, don't you, pretty boy?”
Minho whimpered and nodded frantically, arching his back as Jisung pressed his hands in deeper, his fingers curling up and rubbing against the sweet spot inside of Minho that just felt so good.
“Y-yeah, yeah, I do,” Minho mumbled, grasping at the sheets frantically.
(Or, the fic where Minho has an infatuation with his best friend's hands.)
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🐿🩷💚
— hyung
— what the fuck
— screenshot_tiktok.4419Where Minho films and posts a TikTok half-hard and Jisung goes a little insane.
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"—I don't know how to tell him, though, Felix. I'm scared."
The voice that came through the door was soft and diffused but unmistakably Jisung's. And it was the quality of it that stopped Minho in his tracks, that made his hand freeze halfway to his own doorknob across the hall. Because Jisung's voice is usually a thing of sharp angles and sudden crescendos, all squeaky indignation and theatrical wailing and chaotic affection. But this voice, this voice was something else entirely.
Jisung sounds put out.
Minho has never heard him sound so put out in his life.
Minho overhears something he wasn't supposed to.
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“You’re the first person I’ve been regularly bottoming for. And my cats have never seen me in that way. So what I think, Jisung, is that my cats don’t like you because they saw you, like.” Minho’s ears are about to melt off from how badly they’re burning. “Dominating me.”
The silence between them is deafening. Jisung’s jaw is slack, eyes blinking. He looks like he wants to laugh.
“Don’t laugh,” Minho threatens.
Because he’s a dick, Jisung immediately laughs.
Minho develops an addiction to bottoming for his new boyfriend at the cost of all three of his cat’s respect.
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Forced into a marriage he had no say in and humiliated by the coldness he finds there, Jisung makes it his mission to become a thorn in his husband’s carefully controlled life.
He’s a moth flying closer and closer to a flame—and he is just angry enough to dream of burning.
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“There are two rooms, and the lodge is more than big enough for two adults. We’re both relatively sane, which is always a bonus. You couldn’t murder me, though it’d be fun to see you try, and I promise I’ll try not to murder you.” Minho blinked guilelessly, apparently at the end of his speech. “Stay.”
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When Jisung arrives at his vacation house to find it double booked, his options are to return home, tail tucked between his legs, or learn to cohabit with the handsome, enigmatic stranger already occupying the lodge.
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Minho smiled his conspirator’s smile, utterly devastating.“If niceness was the only qualifier then I’d be good mate potential. Isn’t that funny?”
Jisung looked away. “So hilarious, hyung.”
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Jisung walks in on his roommate Minho using a fleshlight. It’s awkward. It gets more awkward when Minho admits he can’t get off thinking about anyone except Jisung.
Jisung’s straight. He makes that very clear. He’s especially clear about the fact that he would never bottom.
Minho just laughs and says, “Don’t knock it till you try it.”
(or: a comprehensive guide to losing your mind on your roommate’s dick)
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Han Jisung doesn’t date. Don’t waste your time.
I heard he has erectile dysfunction.
He’s weird.
Never seen that dude with a hickie.
I’m gonna break him.
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“What’s your name?” The guy asks.“Minho,” Minho offers. Clears his throat. “Lee Minho.”
“Nice to meet you, Lee Minho.” The guy smiles. “I’m Han Jisung.”
“Do you have erectile dysfunction?” Minho finds himself blurting out. Oh god. Why would he say that?
Jisung barks out a laugh. “So you’ve heard about me, huh?”
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- Part 1 of you kissed me (just to kiss me)
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Minho is straight. He’s straight. He’s straight. He’s straight.
But Jisung—
No. He’s straight. He’s straight. He’s straight.
…until he isn’t.
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“Wait!” Jisung yelled out, grabbing his shoulder.
Minho turned around, eyebrow raised again, and clearly done with the conversation. And Jisung couldn’t blame him.
But this might’ve been his only opportunity to get some experience.
“I need your help.”
Minho just stared at him, blinking at him over and over. “With what?”
“I need you to have sex with me.”
Or what happens when Jisung makes a deal with his nerdy classmate Minho to teach him about sex, all so he can win over his crush who’s not into virgins?
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"Changbin-"
"Do you or do you not want to fuck the hot twenty-five-year-old babysitter?"
Jisung looked around to make sure no other teachers were listening. "It's not just—it's not just physical."
Changbin's eyes widened. "Oh my. You have real feelings for the boy."Ꮺˎˊ˗
A broke dancer posts an ad for pet sitting to make rent. A desperate dad misreads it. And somehow, Minho doesn't correct him. -
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Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse.
He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within.
Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle.
The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days.
Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s).
Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”
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The surfing school is a shack.
Not in the figurative sense, as in, an unkept building. No, it’s an actual shack by the side of the beach’s boardwalk.
The unoriginal name, SUNSHINE AND SURF, is hand painted on its front in big, bold yellow and blue letters, alongside a smaller plank of wood, seemingly an afterthought, describing their services as “equipment rentals and sales, courses and” an ominous “so much more…”
When Minho receives a coupon for a three-day surfing course, he tries every trick in the book to get out of going. But when he finally meets his hot surfing instructor he realizes that, perhaps, surfing might not be as bad as he thought. After all, what could go wrong? It's not like knowing how to swim is a hard requirement.