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“Slutty,” Jeongin forces out. It comes out rough, but Seungmin doesn’t seem to mind. He just grins. The boyishness of it, a delicious contrast to everything else going on. He looks down at himself nonchalantly and shrugs, “wait ’til you see the other two.”
Well, of course, Felix and Jisung were going to dress up slutty. That was a given. He just hadn’t expected Seungmin to … to …
Seungmin is leaning against the kitchen island opposite him, watching him. There’s even fake blood splattered from his neck to his cheekbone, Jeongin notices. He swallows dry.
“What about you, father?” he asks before Jeongin can come up a response of his own.
For a moment, he blanks, before he remembers his own costume and tries to ignore the way his stomach lurches at that word on Seungmin’s lips.
it's halloween. jeongin's dressed as a priest. seungmin is dressed like a demon. and he acts like one, too.
OR when you're so in love that you forget about your already half-assed priest and devil roleplay halfway through
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It’s only him, Felix and one of their managers in the car when it happens.
When the random person in a non-descript brown hoodie walks past the cracked window of the car as it idles at a stoplight and the whole car suddenly fills with the sickly, sticky scent of flowers.
The smell is pungent—so much so that it makes manager Jinwoo cough and Felix retch and exclaim a ragged "fucking hell" in English. Their manager rolls down all the windows, and it feels like a relief, despite the smoggy Seoul air. It clears the worst of the scent out of the confined space of the car, but it still lingers in Chan’s nose, covering the back of his throat. Even twenty minutes later, when they finally roll into the garage of Felix's dorm, he can still taste it, like it’s sitting right under his tongue, coats his teeth, makes his saliva feel sticky and sweet.
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chan and felix get sex pollened. chan, who's been sick with yearning for felix for so many years, doesn't even notice a difference - until changbin, hyunjin and jisung come to get him because felix will not let anyone help him but chan.
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“Are you not going home?”
“Nah,” Jeongin throws back easily. Jisung cracks an eye open, watches as he stretches lazily, collapsing with his arms sticking awkwardly over the back of the crate-and-cushion construction they cobbled together a year and a half ago and have since lovingly been calling their patio set. None of them will be able to take it with them, and really, realistically, none of them would want. The cheap wood is getting warped, the cushions are sun-bleached. But still … Jisung traces the frayed edges under his fingertips, pokes his finger into a little hole. He wonders if the people moving into their place after them will lie here on summer nights just like they did. If it will all feel the same for them. Or if they were special. “I’m just gonna stick it out here, I think. Nothing for me to go back to," Jeongin continues.
Hyunjin hums. He takes a swig of his beer. Jisung’s little toe itches.
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He's at a table with his friends. They're sitting there and drinking and talking and Jisung's legs are spread, and his cock is hard, straining and twitching against his jeans where he had tucked it up and to the side to be less conspicuous. He can see it. It's right there. Under his eyes, it twitches. He rocks his hips. Nobody notices. He keeps going. Small, barely noticeable movements, but it's enough to make the toy slip in and out of himself. God. Fuck. He's fucking himself. He's looking at his own hard cock as he's fucking himself. In a bar. In front of everyone. A helpless whimper bubbles out of his throat. Not loud enough to be heard over the thumping of the music, but loud enough for Minho to hear, for his head to snap up.
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when jisung comes in his pants in front of all his friends - and likes it
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"Can I call you later?"
In his defense, he does look apologetic. And some other day this might have worked, been enough to make Seungmin happy, a vague promise of later enough for a normal amount of horniness or frustration—but not today. Changbin doesn’t know that today is different.
Seungmin shakes his head. He instinctively moves forward, his body wanting to close the gap to Changbin’s, but he thinks better of it at the last second, pressing himself back against the door. Changbin likes it when he’s good, and right now, he needs Changbin to want him, or he might die. Changbin watches him, his eyes widening a fraction. Seungmin’s dick presses against the zipper of his jeans.
“C-can’t wait,” Seungmin somehow manages. He shifts from one foot to the other, his hands flex where they’re still trapped behind him. “I need it. Really bad … please.”
That last word … it makes Changbin’s eyebrows shoot up so high it’s almost annoying. He doesn’t have to make that big of a deal out of it, dammit.
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seungmin wants changbin's dick and he wants it NOW.
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Felix's fingers catch on one of the clips. “Oh, this is pretty. Where’d you get it?”
Hyunjin debates telling him the truth. My stalker got them for me. Apparently he’s rich enough to afford two thousand dollar hair clips. He leaves me long, rambling voicemails. He knows where I live. He thinks I’m beautiful. He says he’s been dreaming about me.
It sounds insane even in his own head.
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“Of course.” Jisung nods, scooting his chair forward. “It’s all incredibly professional.” He looks down at the writeup Minho slides in front of him. His eyebrows pull together. He looks back up. “You’re not a vampire, are you? I’ve heard they make great history teachers. Y’know, because of the primary source of it all.”
Minho pushes his tongue into his cheek, fighting off another smile. “Do I look like a vampire, Mr. Han?”
Jisung shrugs. “You’re hot, and in your prime, and your teeth do look a little sharp…”
“Stop looking at my teeth. Let’s focus on Jongseob.” Minho taps his finger on the desk. He manages to hold back his traitorous smirk until Jisung breaks eye contact. He doesn’t enjoy when men know they’re working for him.
“Sure, sure,” Jisung shakes his head like he’s trying to remove Minho from his mind. “My very capable, smart nephew. Not his hot vampire teacher.”
Minho is Jisung's nephew's history teacher. They meet at parent-teacher conferences.
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Minho’s friends must think they are hilarious, leaving him anonymous love letters. Except, the notes don’t really read like they’re from his friends, and they are a bit too elaborate to be a prank. Though Minho is typically non-confrontational, something about the deeply personal letters gets under his skin. He'll catch the perpetrator and figure out what restaurant near campus serves the delicious take out he always smells, all while working part time at the campus cafe, student teaching, and finishing his final year of university.
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Games of playing hide and seek, playing catch-up, and playing with fire.
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Hyunjin blinks at him again, and then he bursts into tears.
“Woah, hey, it’s okay,” Changbin says soothingly, quickly moving to his side, wrapping an arm around Hyunjin's shoulders as his tries to wipe away the tears that keep falling. “What’s happened?”
Hyunjin squeezes his eyes shut, doesn’t look at Changbin when he says, “I slept with Seungmin.”
Changbin pauses. It’s not what he had been expecting. “Okay,” he says slowly, carefully, “And that’s... a bad thing...?”
Now Hyunjin turns to look at him, confused and somewhat horrified, “I slept with someone else!”
Ah. Changbin takes a breath, composes his thoughts. He has to tread very carefully here. “We never really talked about... not sleeping with other people,” he tries.
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Hyunjin is in love with two people. They figure it out.
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15 Dec 2025
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“Ah,” Jisung watches the way his coin hits the basin floor. “You’re quick.”
“That I am,” Minho agrees. “You think you can keep up?”
Jisung turns his attention back to Minho’s face, his lips lifting with a small smirk. “Try me.”
OR: In a mysterious turn of events, assassin Han Jisung has been tasked to kill the nation's sweetheart—Prince Lee Minho.
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