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“Jeongin-ah..” Minho whispers under his breath, his voice so faint it barely reaches his own ears.
The younger man shifts again, his arm tightening slightly around Minho’s waist as if instinctively seeking more contact. Minho squeezes his eyes shut, willing himself to stay still, to not react. This isn’t Jeongin’s fault. He’s asleep, innocent, and utterly oblivious to the storm raging inside Minho.
And yet, despite the guilt, the frustration, the desperate desire to pull away; Minho can’t bring himself to move. His face, neck, and ears burn with an intensity that rivals a wildfire, searing and relentless, as though his skin has been ignited by something far more volatile than flame or fuel. By something sparked by Jeongin himself.
or Minho relents and lets a sleepy maknae use him to get off.
My first AO3 fic, and my first work for Bottom Minho Bingo. This is set in the time of cuties dorm + chicken cutlet dorm.
I hope you enjoy, stranger.
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