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When Jisung can’t hold his gaze, drifting downwards as he trembles in place, Mr. Lee cups his chin with the tips of his fingers and lifts it gently to face him.
“You’re not the smartest little thing, are you?”
Never skip asking for the bathroom before a job interview, no matter how intimidating your interviewer is.
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08 May 2026
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“—and this is Jisung,” Seungmin says, gesturing toward him. “This is the person I asked you about.”
At the mention of his name, Jisung forces himself to look up and immediately regrets it.
The man’s eyes, deep brown and impossibly warm, meet his own, and Jisung’s stomach flips. There’s something about the way he’s looking at him, calm and composed, but with a flicker of amusement in his gaze that sets Jisung completely off balance.
He swallows hard, mouth suddenly dry. His brain struggles to form a coherent thought, but all that comes out is—
“Tits.”Or, Jisung has no regard for own safety so he’s volun-told that he’s getting a b̶a̶b̶y̶s̶i̶t̶t̶e̶r̶—bodyguard. The problem now is that the bodyguard is too hot and Jisung’s not sure him or his dick will survive.
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04 May 2026
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Minho is good at containing his feelings. He won't let anyone catch on to the fact that he fantasizes about kissing his best friend (and bandmate), that sometimes he dreams about Jisung underneath him, pink faced and panting. He’s sure no one can tell. Sure, he and Jisung are close and he dotes on him a little more, but they’re best friends. That’s what friends do, right? No one can read his mind. Unless…
“Hyung, do you know you talk in your sleep?”
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04 May 2026
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“Then, can we use the cuffs now, hyung?” He lightly clutched his boyfriend’s shirt.
Minho’s smirk was an electric shock that pulsed down Jisung’s spine. Small hands circled his wrists. “No.”
Jisung pouted. “What? Hyung, why?” He whined, drawing out all the syllables and rounding his eyes.
“Oh baby,” Minho cooed. “Because, I said so.”
“Hyung.” Jisung stamped his foot, pulling a little tighter on the shirt between his fists. “But, I really want to try it.”
Minho shifted his weight and used his grip on Jisung’s wrists to press his hands into the wall above his head. “I’m not surprised that a wriggly little thing like you would want to be restrained, baby.” Minho whispered into his ear, Jisung shuddered under the press of his body. “But no cuffs.”
Or: Jisung attempts to get Minho's attention with lewds and bondage and it goes wrong. Then it goes very right.
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- Part 3 of Days of love
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04 May 2026
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the squirrel stealing from the bird feeder; the cat that killed it by Anonymous
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
01 Nov 2023
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There were probably ten million Lee Minhos on the planet. But to Jisung, there was only one that really mattered.
Big teeth. Sharp eyes. Jisung had walked into that practice room and almost ran straight back out, only kept in place by Chan’s firm arms and broad chest.
Twitching ears. Swaying tail. Yellow eyes that pinned him in place, squeezing a series of embarrassing chirps and squeaks from Jisung’s chest. Chan was a puppy--big teeth, sharp eyes, but if you scratched him behind the ears he’d pant happily and roll over to show his belly. Lee Minho was a real predator. Lee Minho was no pet.
Lee Minho was a panther. That kind of predator hybrid was almost unheard of, and most certainly that kind of predator hybrid didn’t become a backup dancer for BTS on their world tour. That kind of predator hybrid lived wild, hunted the forest, naked and feral. Apex predator hybrids, like Lee Minho, panther, did not get kept, did not get had. They held themselves, they owned themselves.
Or; how Han Jisung finds himself in possession of an oversized kitty.
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