zhanghaobin



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    Everything about where Zhang Hao is right now- sitting on the floor next to his boyfriend, surrounded by boxes, in the bedroom of the apartment they’re going to live in together- has a distinct dream-like quality to it. The sun shining in on them through the large, floor-to-ceiling glass windows feels too beautiful and bright, the sounds of the traffic below aren’t annoying enough, and the aches he should feel throughout his body after carrying boxes are suspiciously absent. 

    And that’s not even getting into the fact that the entire situation itself just feels like it’s something that shouldn’t be real. Hao prides himself on his ability to be logical, and to understand things at their heart as straightforwardly as possible. As much of a dream winning Boys Planet and debuting was, he also knew the hard work and natural skills that had made it possible, the steps he had taken that led him to defeat all the odds. Moving into a gorgeous apartment with a view of the Han River with his perfect boyfriend and equally perfect dog? That’s harder for him to accept as reasonable. 

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    Or: Hao and Hanbin move in together, and find forever.

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    03 Jul 2026

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    "Hah…" Hanbin breathes, pulling back just enough to look down at the mess Hao has made of himself. "Did you just cum from me putting it in?"

    "No—" Hao sobs, tears leaking out of his eyes by how overwhelmed he is. He can feel his face burning with humiliation as his body clenches around Hanbin's cock, still hard and deep inside him. "I didn't— I really didn't—"

    "Then what's this?"

    Without waiting for an answer, Hanbin rocks his hips into Hao, a shallow thrust that jostles him into the bed and makes the sensation worse but it's so good, so good.

    "It's okay," Hanbin mutters darkly as he slides his length out of Hao until only the head remains. "Your body is more honest than you, so I'll just listen to it instead of your mouth."

    Alternatively: Zhang Hao is scared of his boyfriend, Sung Hanbin's, really big dick. Don't laugh! It's not funny.

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    01 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 18

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    To Hao, there was something freeing about being taken out of his own head and having the choice being made for him before his anxious brain can start spinning its usual webs of doubt and overthinking. “I trust you to know what I need before I even know I need it,” he’d confessed, his face still wet with remnant tears from when Hanbin had pushed Hao’s brain past coherence to blissful blankness from overstimulation, his voice utterly wrecked from incessant moaning.

    And it makes Hanbin’s blood run hot that this is a choice all along and Hao is actively deciding to submit to him. The power Hanbin holds in his palm is power that has been bestowed to him willingly.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    "Needed you too much. Couldn't take it. And then," Hao snorts, pulling Hanbin further into the apartment, "Taerae called you a bad fuck."

    Hanbin makes a shocked noise, reeling back. "And you let him?!"

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    5 times Hao and Hanbin make a game out of pretending not to be together, and one time their friends catch them.
    With a little bonus.

    The sequel to clematis viticella.

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    26 Jun 2026

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    Hao's tears double, trickling down his cheeks and dripping down his jaw like crystals catching the fading sunlight. His face is even more flushed, his cheeks red and blotchy, his eyes rimmed with pink. His tears cling to his eyelashes, webbing them into sharp spikes, and his lips are plump and quivering. Hanbin wants to kiss them so badly it physically hurts.

    "Can you at least say something?" Hao pleads, his hand clutching his bag. His ice cream has fallen onto the park ground, a sad puddle of melting vanilla.

    Hanbin's mind traitorously wanders. He wonders if Hao will cry just as much in bed. If his tears will fall just as freely and he'll hiccup and beg—hiding his face in the sheets as he sniffles. If he'll look just as beautiful and undone beneath him. The thought sends another jolt of heat through his body, and he immediately feels disgusted with himself.

    Alternatively: Sung Hanbin gets bricked up in the middle of his whatevertionship's very vulnerable moment. He atones.
    (a dacryphilia-centric fic)

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    24 Jun 2026