Liralen
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- Men's Basketball RPF (1)
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Growing Up New by Liralen
Fandoms: Sports RPF, Golden State Warriors - Fandom, Men's Basketball RPF
07 Jan 2011
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19 years old and far from home is the same even if your home is a dot in a pink sea that old 80's maps called the U.S.S.R.
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Two arms around Kyungmin’s shoulders. The crown of Dohoon’s head, straight into the curve of his neck. Dohoon’s cheek pressed against Kyungmin’s. A mild flinch, a not so exciting reaction; his round eyes, his pouty mouth. The gears turn in Dohoon’s head, slipping past each other, metal sparking against metal.
“Has our Kyungminie ever kissed anyone before?”
Or: Chaos agent Kim Dohoon is bored on a Saturday night.
Series
- Part 1 of you, you
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09 Apr 2026
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And sometimes, when Dohoon is bored, when he wants to feel normal and solid again, he’ll crowd into someone else’s space—whoever will indulge him—until his hands are his hands and his legs are his legs again.
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Kyungmin's hand on Junghwan’s arm. A light but steady grip around his elbow where it’s hooked over his own face, then pressure like he’s trying to unearth Junghwan from beneath it. Junghwan takes a breath and lets his arm be moved.
Kyungmin says, quiet and almost tender in the low light of his room, “Hyung, you’re acting like more of an idiot than usual. What’s wrong?”
Or: Shin Junghwan and the pains of revelation.
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21 Mar 2026
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It's unbearable, the scale of his desire. How does anyone deal with it?
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He grabs Dohoon's face between his hands. It's meant to be teasing. It's meant to keep him in place, just a little longer, so Jihoon can stir in the victory and think about the warmth of Dohoon's cheeks between his palms for the rest of the night.
It's not meant to end like this: Dohoon, seemingly changing his mind, and instead moving closer to Jihoon almost on instinct. Jihoon's hands are slipping, and their faces are barrelling towards each other until Jihoon plants a small, faint kiss onto the corner of Dohoon's mouth.
Kyungmin misunderstands a few things. Dohoon lies a little, and Jihoon falls apart.
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08 Mar 2026
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It's like he's incapable of lingering too long on anything that requires feeling, that requires intimacy. It feels, to Jihoon, at least, like all of those months ago. When the debut group had been finalised, and every interaction felt like a business transaction on the line.
They'd grown past it, the six of them. But thinking about the time between September and early January leaves an odd, hollow feeling in his chest.
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Again, in hushed tones, like coaxing a stray cat to eat from the palm of his open hand: "Let me help you."
Shin Junghwan deals with hunger.
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22 Feb 2026
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What? The blood rushes out of head so quickly he’s almost dizzy with it as his jaw relaxes, mouth opening automatically, and Kyungmin is pressing a finger to his tongue—Kyungmin is pressing a finger to his tongue—and there’s a hot wetness pricking at his eyes. His vision is blurry.
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When he puts the towel aside, Jihoon tips his head back to meet his eyes. He's achingly boyish like this, looking up at him, but Youngjae can see lines that have sharpened over the past two years. A testament to his growth, though he's still the same Jihoon who burst through the practice room doors with a force that uprooted something he thought he'd long buried.
His voice is cheesy - a clear attempt at making him laugh, "Bonjour, Monsieur Youngjae."
Still, Youngjae's heart flutters. He whispers, "It's bonsoir, you fool."
Paris Fashion Week, hotels, and new beginnings.
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08 Feb 2026
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The shamelessness - no - the candour. Like his world won't stop turning if he's seen.