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"I fucking swear bro, if you ace this, I'll give you the best head of your miserable life." Jake chuckles, and Sunghoon laughs through his headset—as loud and annoying as always—and Jay fucking swears he just heard Sunghoon agree, but he tries his best to ignore them and not let that affect his gameplay, because what the fuck?
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Jake, Sunghoon and Jay enjoy playing Valorant together and they're always ready to fight—whenever they're not busy thinking about how badly they want each other, that is.
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“We’re not casting anything on Yoongi hyung, he’ll kill us.”
Jimin clicks his tongue. “We could just ‘mog him a little,” Jimin whines. “You know how stressed hyung is about his warding exam next week, this could cheer him up!”
Taehyung stares at Jimin for a few seconds, feeling his resolve crumbling. The thought of their hyung being more cat-like... “How?” he asks finally.
“Okay, so!” Jimin whispers, beckoning Taehyung closer. “How cute would hyung look with cat ears? Maybe a tail?” Jimin wiggles his eyebrows.
“He’ll kill us,” Taehyung deadpans.-OR-
Jimin and Taehyung’s attempt to turn Yoongi into a catboy for fun does not go as planned. Tasked with caring for his hyung-turned-kitten, Taehyung realizes his feelings for his friend may not be as platonic as he thought.
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- Part 1 of Taegi Week 2021
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Namjoon is in high school when he realizes that what Yoongi has is called an oral fixation.
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"Did you. Uh, go on a date?"
"I did," Heeseung agrees, the answer falling easily from his lips. "You heard?"
What Jake hears is the implicit question that goes unasked. He knows Heeseung, after all.
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Jake hears from Jay that Heeseung is dating — finding this out makes things awkward, since Jake has been sleeping with Heeseung. A lot.
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i'm always pushing you away from me (but you come back with gravity) by rxckbttm
Fandoms: ENHYPEN (Band)
01 May 2023
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If he hadn’t run away, would things have gotten the chance to change? He lingers on this thought longer than the others, his fingers tapping a steady rhythm against the floorboard beneath his head. It’s the same tune they’d sing on the porch when days went by slowly.
If things had changed, how much could that have accomplished, really? They could welcome Sunghoon in, treat him the same way, but they could only get so far. The moon would rise and Sunghoon’s body would ache. The carnal need to feast would turn into the pained desire to hunt. Eventually something would have to give, wouldn’t it?
But it’s that— that small scintilla of doubt— that keeps his fingers tapping.
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(The pain of getting turned wears Sunghoon down, but it pales in comparison to the potential of losing his most beloved people.)