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Chan smiled, beautiful, and it felt like heartbreak anew. “We were kids, Minho-yah.”
They both knew that wasn’t true. Chan had grown up years earlier than he should have, and Minho, while functionally an adult, crushed every relationship under the heel of his shoe because it couldn’t live up to a ghost.
“Why are you here, hyung?” Minho asked, exhausted suddenly.
Chan’s smile grew.
Bookmarked by yeongwonhanrain (pyrlucida)
05 Oct 2025
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i think if i ever need to show someone what kind of writing i'm aspiring to i'll just show them this
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“Is this your first probing?” Chan probes—hah, probes. His mind is filled with green men with large eyes that chant, “Time to probe!”
The alien turns on its feet and storms to Chan’s side. “Yes,” it says. “How did you know?”
“I am also good at reading others.”
The alien gasps. It swerves down until their faces are nearly aligned. Its neck is longer again, but up close, its appearance is almost more human-like than alien.
“You are a scientist yourself,” it says excitedly.
A spindly hand reaches for Chan’s face. It grips him and adds just enough pressure for his mind to calm just a little bit.
“Something like that,” Chan manages to say. “So, that’s also why you should take my blood and then—”
“Our offspring will be magnificent.”
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This is how he knows that isn't Chan.
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"Like a puppy," Felix says, absently scratching Max's neck. "I always wanted one."
Chan swallows. "You have Max."
"No." She shakes her head. "She's your puppy. You know it." Her hand is moving now, working the buckle on Max's collar. She shifts to her knees, slips it off Max's neck. The breath stops in his chest. "And you're mine."
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"Want to invite me up for a nightcap?"
His words slither into her. Knot around her belly. She likes him. She's not sure she's ready. She swallows. His spit's acidic in her mouth. "Okay." It's only a whisper, a catch of her tongue against her soft palate, but she's certain he heard it. "Just one."
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It's been brewing for a while, simmering under the surface. Chan likes Changbin more than he should, but he hadn't been expecting a SZA song to be what pushed them over the edge.
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“So.” Changbin claps his hands once. “I may have figured out why we went wedding ring shopping, but —”
“What?” Hyunjin scrambles out of bed. “Why? What?”
Changbin chuckles nervously. “Um.”
Hyunjin stumbles over to stand next to him, tripping on his own feet as he rushes to see what Changbin’s looking at.
Changbin will be honest. He looks at the ring on his own finger, then the ring on Hyunjin’s, then at the marriage certificate sitting on the dresser and thinks:
Fuck yeah.
At the same time, Hyunjin blurts: “What the fuck?”
Changbin and Hyunjin wake up married in Vegas.
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“This is fucking epic,” Changbin breathes. “This is the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten.”
Hyunjin bursts into laughter. He smacks Changbin’s calf. “Don’t say this is epic, I’m trying to be sexy.”
“You are sexy.” Changbin puts his hand on Hyunjin’s cheek, caresses his skin. “You don’t have to try.”
Hyunjin is Changbin's birthday present.
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Jisung loops his arms around Minho's neck. “Talk to me?”
“I fucking hate that other people can look at you,” Minho bursts. He puts his hands on Jisung’s ass to press their bodies together. “I hate the way they look at you, I hate that they can approach you, I hate that they think they’re, like.” He shudders a little. “Picking you up, or something. I hate that they think they can have you, I hate that they can think about you at all, I hate that they want you, I hate that they can even try to have you, I hate it all."
Jisung pets his hair. “They can’t have me, though.”
“I know that,” Minho retorts, snippy and short. “But I hate that they can think about you at all."
Jisung is constantly being flirted with. Minho hates it.
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“Ohh my god,” Hyunjin shudders. His head lolls to the side, his moans are coming out of parted lips, he’s smiling. “Oh my god —” He abruptly cuts off. “Wait.”
Changbin stops, stilling his fingers inside of him. He lifts his head to look up at Hyunjin with wide eyes.
“What’s your name?” Hyunjin asks.
“Changbin,” he answers, panting, spit dripping down his chin.
“Changbin,” Hyunjin repeats. “I think I’m in love with you.”
Changbin goes to a pilates class. The instructor is way too hot.
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“I baby trapped you,” Hyunjin says.
Changbin bursts into laughter. “You didn’t baby trap me. We planned for this extensively.”
“I baby trapped you,” Hyunjin repeats. “You’re gonna stay with me forever.”
Changbin smiles. “I was gonna stay with you forever either way.” He nudges Hyunjin’s foot underneath the table. “I can’t wait to be with you forever.”
Hyunjin is pregnant. Changbin takes care of him.
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“You belong to me, right baby?”
Hyunjin’s eyes squint open. "You belong to me," he corrects.
Another one of those things that’s ever-changing with Hyunjin: his dynamic desire to own or be owned, obsess or be obsessed over. He toggles between them. Changbin is more than fine with abiding by Hyunjin’s whims.
“What, we can’t belong to each other?” He teases anyway, pushing his luck a little.
“I need to assert my dominance,” Hyunjin says. “You should fuck me.”
“You’re so —" Changbin cuts himself off when Hyunjin shoots him a preemptive glare. He knows to stop pushing and pivots. “So beautiful, and you’ve completely asserted your dominance, and I will fuck you.”
They're painfully in love and they have morning sex.
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Jeongin was completely comfortable with the fact that his dad’s love came in the form of cheese buldak and mint chocolate chip ice cream and silly little gifts and bags upon bags of home cooked food and cups of coffee and lighthearted scolding, he always has been. But apparently, he actually does express his love in other ways. A lot of other ways. Through pet names and hand holding and hugs and arms slung around shoulders and kisses on foreheads and by saying it. He says it all the time.
Just not to Jeongin.
Jeongin's dad's new boyfriend invites him on their couples trip to Mexico. He sees a side of his father that he has never seen before.
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Tired of being the only one of his friends who doesn’t have a mate, Jisung signs up for the yearly campus-wide mating run. His best friend Minho is not amused.
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“Hey!” Felix scolds sharply, hands on his hips like a mother, “slow down, don’t scare him! He was napping!”
Jesus Christ, Minho thinks wondrously, how young is this puppy? How have they hidden a whole dog for this long with their insane schedules? It doesn’t make sense. It’s also just very unnecessarily risky in a way they don’t usually indulge, not anything like sneaking ramen the night before a performance, or pretending they aren’t doing a jerk off motion on stage with their microphones at each other’s faces and then having to act all surprised when skiziji scroll through Twitter disapprovingly showing them every video. Minho’s brain is already struggling, but it just about fries when he walks into the living room to find an eight panel metal gate in the corner housing a large dog bed and a myriad of toys and Seungmin. Kim Seungmin, his coworker and friend. In a collar.
or; daengkas pivot from cooking to monetised pet play.
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Felix beamed at him and waved. He was also in athletic clothes, except where the rest of them were wearing trackpants, Felix had on a pair of shorts. Shorts that Chris was almost certain were his own. He was wearing a long sleeve black shirt, a black beanie, and a pair of black socks pulled over a set of kneepads.
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Seungmin has never been accused of being too accommodating or too agreeable, not for anything.
Cue Jeongin.
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- Part 3 of Case Control Series
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“Hyung.” Jeongin’s voice sounds choked, unfamiliar to his own ears. Three faces swivel to him. “I’m- is it okay?”
“Whenever you’re ready,” Chan replies, airy, his hand settling on Jeongin’s shoulder. Close to his claiming bite, a few months healed now. Jeongin can feel where he links fingers with Minho over it, the action as possessive as the mark. “Wanna feel your knot, aegi.”
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- Part 18 of bite-sized fics
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Acclaimed television director Bang Chan’s newest drama is billed as a romance; his first foray into the genre.
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