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Standing outside Minho's door, Jeongin hesitates. He worries his lip between his teeth, unsure how to approach him. Quickly, he opens his conversation with Changbin.
any advice?
The response flashes almost automatically.
just don't force him to talk
Jeongin can do that.
or, Changbin asks Jeongin to take care of Minho when he can't.
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Jeongin knows there’s no arguing against it. If he wants a spot on the line-up of JYPE’s upcoming boy group, it’s going to be as its leader. The company will accept nothing less.
Or: in a universe where Stray Kids were born in reverse order, Jeongin is appointed as their leader, tasked with the responsibility of making sure all of his members make it to debut. Between warring teammates and the endless exhaustion of training, he quickly finds out that this is a lot easier said than done.
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“So it’s good?” Jeongin asks.
Minho stands up and he frowns, chides, “I didn’t say that.”
Scoffing, Jeongin turns away again.
“So it’s not good, then?”
Minho deliberates before he speaks, choosing his words with care and precision. Not like Jeongin, who blurts out whatever is on his mind even before he knows he’s thinking it.
His breath tickles Jeongin’s ear when he says, “it’s not bad. It can be better.”
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“We’ve met, actually,” Minho informs Chan, mercifully tearing his gaze away from Jeongin. He takes a dainty sip of his drink – a cocktail of sorts, tequila sunrise maybe, gauging by its color palette, but Jeongin isn’t an expert on mixology.
“Oh!” Chan seems delighted by this piece of information. “Where?”
“Iyennie had a massive crush on me in high school.”
Jeongin splutters into his glass.
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Jeongin huffs and goes to sit on the toilet, pushing the sharps container into Minho’s hand on the way past. “I didn’t know you owned a harness,” he manages.
Minho only shrugs as he begins to unwrap their supplies. “Haven’t needed it in a while.”
“I didn’t know you liked topping,” he says. He tries not to let it come out petulant, but he’s not sure he succeeds, especially when he catches the playful glint in Minho’s eyes.
Minho wipes his own injection site, gestures at Jeongin to do the same. “Before you,” he offers, soft and gentle like he’s trying to soothe a wild creature, “I almost exclusively topped.”
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or, Jeongin's first steps into bottoming: the fic (tender horny edition)