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“Oh, are we bringing this back?” Chan’s voice, sounding amused. “I didn’t know we still had this.”
“Wasn’t it in Seungmin and Felix’s loft?” That’s Jisung, voice unreadable.
Minho blinks the sleep from his eyes, flicking his head to try and get a greasy curl of hair from his eye.
“What’s written here?”
He jolts when warm fingers trail over the curve of his ass.
“It looks like a tally,” Changbin says, his voice a little muffled by the walls of the box. “Current loads in hole… Damn, the maknae’s have been busy.”
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or: Minho is tied up in a glory hole. 3RACHA find him.
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16 Jun 2026
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Minho’s room. The phrase still makes Chan’s heart skip. It’s been a little bit over three months since Minho’s dramatic late presentation as an omega, and nine days since he officially moved into the pack house, although he’s pretty much been living here since Felix and Hyunjin helped him build his first nest.
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or: Chan and Minho have slow morning sex.
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- Part 3 of growing your teeth
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08 Jun 2026
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Chan keeps moving, even though all he wants is to stop.
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06 Jun 2026
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"Jisung —"
The man of the hour moves up to latch his mouth onto Minho's nipple, mouthing at it messily. It rips a keen from Minho's throat, head tilting back, hands clutching the pillow tighter and tighter. Jisung's hands don't stop their nonsense rhythm, right where Minho needs it the most, but not even remotely close to enough.
"Are you — fuck, ah — are you pretending to play your fucking gacha game on my hole?"
jisung's paying his shitty gacha rhythm game more attention than minho. but never fear! minho has a Plan.
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01 Jun 2026
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“Why do you keep showing up to these things?” Jisung hissed, keeping his voice strictly contained to a furious, frantic whisper so his family wouldn’t hear them bickering from the dining room.
Hyunjin calmly rinsed a cucumber under the running water, not missing a beat. “I was invited.”
“That’s not an answer!” Jisung whispered back, aggressively scrubbing a silicone spatula that was already perfectly clean. “We broke up months ago. You’re supposed to disappear into thin air. You’re not supposed to be at my thanksgiving table!”
Hyunjin bumped his hip deliberately against Jisung’s, forcing him to move over a fraction of an inch to make room at the sink. It was an infuriatingly natural movement, a ghost of a habit from when they used to cook dinner together in their tiny apartment. “Look, your family is fun,” Hyunjin countered, his tone defensive but laced with a distinctly playful edge. “They actually know how to let loose and have a good time. Unlike some people.”
Jisung gasped softly, reeling back, genuinely offended. “I am plenty of fun! I am a delight!”
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Jisung’s family still invites Hyunjin to all of their family events. And Hyunjin actually goes.
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28 May 2026