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Taesan needs a dancer who won't force his unfinished music into a verbal story. Sungho needs music that pushes him past memorized counts to feel something real. Faced with a looming university showcase deadline, a lonely pianist and a restless dancer cross paths; unaware that the very thing missing from their art was each other.
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"See ya, Mr. Park! Have a nice evening!" Dongmin bows slightly before making his way down the hallway.
The door clicks shut behind Sungho and he stares vacantly at the things inside his apartment. His mind rushes as his eyes jump from one object to the other, landing on the checkered cardboard pizza box that sits patiently over his table.
He snaps out of his daze, pushes his body away from the wooden door and walks towards his tasty dinner. His fingers curl around the cold, glass cup and as the looks down at the object he mutters a single word under his breath, "Dongmin…".
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Sungho falls in love with the delivery boy
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"I can't touch you through the phone. How would you like me to help you?" Sungho asked the omega.
A high, shuddering whine leaked through the speaker. Leehan sobbed out, his breath coming in hot, shallow puffs. "My lower belly… it aches so bad. Is… It's like a hot knot that won't undo itself. I need to get off, hyung…"
"You want me to stay on the phone while you touch yourself?"
"Yes…" Leehan whimpered, sounding so small. "Please, hyung… I want your voice."
___________________________________Or: Abroad for a schedule, Leehan is experiencing a bad heat that only Sungho's voice can pacify.
(Kinktober 2026 Week 2)
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vocabulary list no. 2 - love confessions and flowers in season by c0mma
Fandoms: BOYNEXTDOOR (Korea Band)
24 Jan 2025
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"Can you teach me how to say ‘too’?"
Sungho squints, and brings up his hands when Jaehyun does the same. “What? Like, two?” Sungho holds up his fingers, confused. “Like, the number?”
“No. As in, I like you, Park Sungho,” Jaehyun says—and then it takes a moment for it to register in Sungho’s brain that Jaehyun was signing the words as well. “And I like Taesan—” Jaehyun stops in mid-air, and simply says the word, “—too.”
Sungho sits there with his jaw dropped, eyes wide.
“It’s like this,” Sungho starts. “Myung Jaehyun,” he says, mimicking all the signs that Jaehyun must have practiced so diligently before coming here: “I like you—” and Sungho simply exaggerates the movement on the last word, “—too.”
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Taesan thinks, in all honesty, it’s a crime for a person to still look good under fluorescent lighting.
The bulbs above their bathroom sink are tinged blue and harsh and so, so unflattering, and yet Sungho’s skin still looks soft, like porcelain. He’s beautiful in a way that makes being this close to him slightly dizzying.
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taesan, sungho, and the inherent homoeroticism of cleaning your bandmates wound