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Felix is his- worship, mind, heart- day and night, everything in between- Hyunjin doesn’t need to fuck him to know- Hyunjin certainly won’t let it fly the other way round-
They aren’t in love, it’s diminishing, it’s dismissive, it’s-
(OR: folie à deux; mutual obsession)
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“You don’t need to be in love with someone to sleep with someone,” Felix points out.
“But you know what kind of guy Hyunjin is, right?” Seungmin eyes him doubtfully through his fringe of two-toned hair. “He’s a romantic. He feels very deeply. If he sleeps with someone, it’s not a fluke. It’s because he wouldn’t want it to be anyone else.”
(OR: Felix asks Hyunjin to be his first time.)
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There was something wrong with himself, Felix thought. There was something wrong with all of them.
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Gyuvin is different on that point. He needs to think things through, carefully. Consider all options. It’s the only way he stays sane. Gyuvin is calm, and cool-headed. Ricky makes decisions fleeting and decisive.
Impulse nights out with Hao, tangled around each other at some bar. For Hao, it’s some weird kind of jealousy foreplay whilst Hanbin scowls in the corner. For Ricky, it’s a prelude to another impulse- hookups.
Gyuvin hates those the most. It’s beyond grating. It’s clawing, like his heart is being dragged bloody across shattered glass. He doesn’t know how to put that into words, exactly. If Ricky asked, he’s sure he could find a way.
(OR: Gyuvin is in love, and Ricky is impulsive.)
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Minho wants to turn to Jisung and tell him they aren’t good enough for him. The older girls that Jisung favours with sharp, cat-like eyes and stinging tongues, wit skating the edge of cruelty. The ones that Minho never liked, and that never liked Minho, and all Jisung would do was shrug and say, You’re too alike.
Maybe Jisung is a sadist. Maybe he likes seeing Minho hurt like this. Twist his mind into knots just for his yes.
(OR: Jisung has always been it, for Minho.)
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“Hyung.”
Minho kissed him again. Once. Twice. Soft and wet, dew on a rose. “Hm?”
“This won’t change things, right?”
“No, jagiya,” Minho said. “This won’t change anything, not for me.”
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Bookmarked by yuneui
07 Jan 2026
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this will be forever in my top three along with lie in wait, the best canon compliant fic out there
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“What,” Chairman Lee huffs, looking between the two of them with eyes narrowed in suspicion. “You two are dating, aren’t you? That’s why Minho won’t go on any of these blind dates?”
Before Minho can respond to that, Seungmin cuts in. “With all due respect, Chairman, I’m not gay.” His gaze flicks over to Minho, and Minho catches just the faintest glint of mirth in his eyes before Seungmin opens his big mouth again. “And if I was, the president would not be my type at all.”
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“So, what do you think? Will you help me?”
“Hah!” Ricky chokes out a laugh. He sits up straighter. “I don’t really think I’m the right person to find someone to help you commit marriage fraud. Most of the people I know that own property aren’t good people. And they’re old—”
“What?” Gyuvin’s drops his feet off the railing, his sandals hitting the ground with a sharp thwack. “No, Rik, I’m asking you to marry me.”
(OR: Gyuvin and Ricky take the dive and get married for tax benefits.)
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Bookmarked by yuneui
25 Jun 2026
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Hermione Granger hates Harry Potter just as much as the next Slytherin. Until she doesn't.
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Bookmarked by yuneui
15 Jun 2026
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"I hate humans," Hyunjin mutters, wrinkling his nose as the assorted smells of the bodies crammed into this one house meld together into one hideous stench to assault him.
"You don't have to like them, you just have to fuck them," Jeongin says, his tone only slightly annoyed.
It's not that Hyunjin wants to have this same tired argument every other day, but, "I don't want to fuck them either."
"Well, tough shit," says Jeongin, digging his nails into Hyunjin's wrist as he squeezes them down a hallway into the kitchen. "I'm not making your quota again. Just pick one, close your eyes, and think of Jesus."
Bookmarked by yuneui
13 Jun 2026
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"Blond, freckles, looks like a blow-up doll, about yea high?" Jeongin holds his hand up insultingly low.