tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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Seungcheol put his hand on his shoulder once it seemed like he was too distracted, “Mingyu told me what you said,”
A hum.
“Is it true, that you think that?” he whispered. Minghao stopped fiddling with the paintbrush.
A beat passed. Neither of them said anything. Seungcheol was going to continue until Minghao spoke up, “Recently, I’ve been thinking,” he continued, resuming dragging his paintbrush delicately on the canvas, “What defines a home to me.”
(or: that one fic about xmh's mind during contract renewals)
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- Part 1 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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“The fuck’s wrong with you Minghao?”
The buzzing feeling dissipated under his skin as Mingyu held him against, leaving Minghao alone with instead a blaring silence as he took in the surprised faces of his other three bandmates. He’s right. What the fuck was wrong with him?
A wave of unease and something else started to creep into his bones as he tried to move Mingyu’s arm off of him, the feeling starting to crawl in his throat and claw back out at Mingyu.
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gyuhaoshua smut
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- Part 2 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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“Another date in Seoul? What’s the lucky girl’s profile look like now?” Mingyu chuckled.
Chan mumbled something into his pillow as he placed his phone down and they could see the top of his ears burning a bright red.
They looked at each other again, dumbfounded. Mingyu nudged him with his foot from the other bed, “What’d you say?”
“It’s with a guy.”
Minghao stopped chewing his sandwich and Mingyu let his foot fall from where it hung.
Chan quickly brought his head up back from the pillow from the silence, “What! Hey! Why did you guys go silent on me like that?”
(or: chanhao smut)
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- Part 3 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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“You want to do something?” Vernon asked after a beat, “Since we’re both clearly not sleeping.”
“Like what?” Minghao raised an eyebrow, though Vernon couldn’t see it in the dark.
“I don’t know. Pillow fight? Deep conversation about the meaning of life? Midnight snack raid?”
Minghao considered it for a moment, then giggled, already knowing the underlying question under the feigned innocence. He’ll entertain Vernon’s train of thought. He hummed in agreement.
“Give me a massage? My shoulders have been killing me since the airport.” Minghao stretched his shoulder around, flipping over face first in the mattress already expecting the massage.
Vernon groaned, “I was suggesting something fun and not a task for me at,” he paused and looked at the time, “3:20 AM.”Series
- Part 4 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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There are a few things Jihoon realizes about Minghao during this.
One, Jihoon was completely right about this earlier, Minghao's rut is completely different from Seungcheol and Hansol's. It doesn't help that they don't have an omega available for Minghao and they both know he wouldn't want to spend his rut with an omega outside the pack.
Two, Minghao is off and on with his resource guarding. Jihoon thinks that it's because he's so close to an alpha during his rut, but Minghao knows Jihoon is there to help him so he's constantly at war with his instincts.
Three, does Minghao meditate because he has so much sex drive? Seriously. It was absurd at this point, it was only day one and Jihoon could have sworn he was nearing gallons of cum.
(or: haozi alpha/alpha smut where minghao goes into rut.)
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- Part 5 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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No matter how much he tried to focus on washing his body clean, his mind kept wandering back to the root of evil the past week.
Lee Chan and Jeon Wonwoo.
The way they’ve been tormenting him over the past few weeks, the teasing touches, suggestive glances, moments that left his head spinning and heart racing. It wasn’t just the irritation – it was the way his body betrayed him, heat curling in his chest and settling in his stomach whenever they got too close.
Only to pull back at the very last second.
Every. Single. Time.
(or: wonchanhao smut where they test mh's patience.)
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- Part 6 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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Minghao swallowed, suddenly hyper-aware of everything—the way his skin felt too hot, the way his pants felt a little too tight, the way the room suddenly felt much smaller. Definitely from the soju and beer.
Definitely.
He tried to focus, tried to listen to whatever nonsense they were babbling about, but his brain refused to keep up. The words blurred together, as all he could do was watch. The way Seokmin’s knee knocked into Mingyu’s. The way Mingyu let out a soft, whiny sound and slumped against Seokmin like a spoiled puppy. The way Seokmin didn’t push him off, laughing, tilting his head so close that their foreheads almost touched.
(or, that one in the soop obligatory smut fic)
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- Part 7 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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Chan took it without hesitation, the burn of the peach soju grounding him in this moment, in this rare moment of time where he wasn’t an idol, a performer, or celebrity; just a 26-year-old, celebrating with his family.
Minghao’s knee pressed a little more firmly against his.
Chan lets him.
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- Part 8 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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Minghao definitely does not feel 'peachy'. He feels like he lost the mental game he was playing with Mingyu. The way Mingyu laughed in his face like he won a grand prize, like he was unbeatable, set something restless in Minghao’s chest.
Mingyu needed to be put down a peg or two.
Across the table, Mingyu laughs at whatever Jihoon said, the deep sound that currently grates on Minghao’s nerves more than it should. It’s loud. Too loud.
(or: gyuhao smut where they deal with a rift cracking between them)
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- Part 9 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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Seungkwan catches his staring and has the audacity to smirk. He tilts his head slightly, eyes flickering with something heavy, “You alright? Something on your mind?”
Minghao exhales, snapped out of the memory, scoffing at Seungkwan’s obvious bait. He could ignore it, the feeling in his gut, but the quirk of Seungkwan’s lips already tells Minghao he knows why he’s here, he just wants him to admit it.
“You tell me.”
Seungkwan doesn’t break eye contact with him as he shifts closer, his fingers finding his way against Minghao’s knee, slowly, so painstakingly slow, it travels up his thigh. Just like before.
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- Part 10 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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The moment he steps inside, he realizes two things:
One, the room is dark and quiet, just how he wants it.
Two, it won’t last.
Because Minghao is coming. And Joshua has no idea how to act normal when he does. Minghao knows something is up with Joshua, god dammit.
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- Part 11 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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“I could definitely last longer than you,” Seungcheol said before he could stop himself, surprising even Minghao, who snapped his head toward him with a look that could only be described as betrayal. Oops.
“Oh my god, not you too,” Minghao hissed.
Mingyu’s grin widened like a predator who just zeroed in on prey. Nope. Absolutely not. No, no, no – “Then it’s settled.”
“It’s not,” Seungcheol added quickly, “This is hypothetical.”
“Of course,” Mingyu replied, far too innocently, batting his eyelashes, “Hypothetically, we find someone, or someones — who are down. We each take a night. We compare notes.”
“You want to run a literal sex triathlon,” Minghao deadpanned.
“No, no— sex decathlon. Let’s not limit ourselves.”
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- Part 12 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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“I write a kink on each one,” Mingyu explained, “Twelve sticks, one for each member. You don’t get to know what they say. When it’s their turn, they pick one. That’s their challenge. Whatever they pull, they do to you.”
Minghao blinked.
“You’re insane.”
“I’m romantic,” Mingyu corrected, “And organized.”
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- Part 13 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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“They compared me to a buttered corn on the cob,” he mumbled miserably, the words muffled against Minghao’s skin, “A buttered corn on the cob, ‘hao. What does that even mean? Why did I get that one.”
Minghao’s giggles were immediate and unrelenting, and despite it being directed at Mingyu’s demise, it helped. Minghao’s hands slid into Mingyu’s hair and tugged just enough to make him grunt and look up at him, “Aw, poor my baby,” he cooed mockingly, his lips brushed Mingyu's temple gently breath fanning over his skin, a stark contrast to their recent heat, “my shiny, greasy little side dish.”
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- Part 14 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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“Don’t stop on my account,” Jeonghan murmured, voice practically a purr as he nosed at Minghao’s skin, inhaling the scent there, “You looked so pretty grinding down on him. Didn’t even know you were doing it, huh?”
Wonwoo didn’t say anything but the smirk twitching at the edge of his mouth was answer enough. Minghao turned to glare at him below him, “You could’ve warned me.”
“You were busy,” Wonwoo grinned, his hands smoothing over Minghao’s hips like he wanted to feel every tremble under his skin, “and it was cute.”
“You both are terrible,” Minghao muttered, shivering again as Jeonghan’s hands wandered higher under his shirt, the fabric bunching up with each stroke of his fingers.
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- Part 15 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)
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Mingyu opened his mouth, then shut it, trying not to show how flustered he was. But Minghao only leaned closer, voice dropping to a coo. “Actually, you know what’s better? You crying. You’d look so pretty with your big eyes all watery and pleading, biting down on your lip like you’re holding back.”
Something twisted in Mingyu’s stomach, a mix of humiliation and want that made his breath stutter. He swallowed, trying to push back the whimper threatening to claw its way out. But with Minghao so close in his space (and quite literally watching for every expression), he caught the movement instantly, the tremor in Mingyu’s throat, and barked out a laugh so sudden and delighted that it made Mingyu’s chest ache.
(or: kim mingyu brings up dacryphilia to xu minghao. everything gets gross, wet, and a little bit perfect.)
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- Part 16 of tomorrows rendition (xmh x svt oneshots)