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Jisung had spent the 23 years of his life alone, with no relationship experience at all. And honestly, he was fine with it.
Nonetheless, everything shifted when his friends and coworkers, Renjun and Jaemin, dragged him to a corporate party, where he met a guy who would make his life take a 180° turn.
Jisung finds himself enchanted by someone who makes him see a new facet of himself.
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09 Aug 2025
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a poet, a lover, what's the difference now? by euthanizedogs for hyu4ks
Fandoms: NCT (Band), NCT Wish
07 Apr 2025
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“You’re not allowed to leave me alone ever again. I always do stupid things when you’re not around.”
“That’s not true.”
“You’re like ninety-percent of my impulse control,” Jisung weakly says. “I’ve fucked up. I’m never leaving the house again.”
In between a bad haircut and a sulky boyfriend, Sion finds comfort in coming home to someone he loves.
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08 Aug 2025
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Jisung’s voice was low, still calm, but there was something rougher around the edges now. “I didn’t like that.”
Sion smiled, tilting his head. “You mean the part where someone thought I was single or the part where he thought he had a chance?”
The taller finally looked at him — really looked. And though he didn’t say it, Sion could read every word in those eyes.
You’re mine. You’re everything. Don’t you know that by now?
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07 Aug 2025
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Sion had a plan. He would present as an alpha, marry Riku, build a successful career, and live happily ever after.
If only life respected people's plans. He presents as an omega instead and his life does a complete 180.
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07 Aug 2025
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Sion brushed a finger along Jisung’s shoulder. “You're tense.”
“I’m fine,” Jisung replied, though he didn’t move.
Sion leaned in close, breath ghosting over his cheek. “I don’t believe you.”
And then the dance began.
It wasn’t vulgar. It didn’t need to be. Every slow glide of Sion’s body, every brush of his fingertips near Jisung’s face or collar, was crafted like temptation in motion. He leaned in too close and pulled away too soon, smiled with lips that promised secrets, and laughed quietly every time Jisung’s eyes followed him.
“You’re holding back,” Sion whispered, his hands resting on the back of the chair, caging Jisung between his arms. “That’s cute.”
Jisung finally stood.
Sion blinked—but didn’t move back. “Oh?”
Jisung stepped forward, the gap between them disappearing. He backed Sion into the wall with slow precision, never touching—until he placed a single hand against the wall beside the omega’s head. The other hovered at his waist. Sion’s breath hitched.
“You’re playing with fire,” Jisung said softly.
Sion smiled lazily. “That’s the point.”
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07 Aug 2025