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“Hey, how’d it go?” Minho asked as he walked up to Chan.
A sigh left Chan's mouth as he continued to look over a map that was taped onto the wall. “Everything was ransacked when we got there. We’re pretty much empty handed," he replied, frustrated at their circumstances and simultaneously amazed at how fast the world had gone to shit. It had only been a month and the city that he had been growing to love was becoming a wasteland.
“Well, I have good news for you.” Minho said cheekily, clearly satisfied with their haul. “We hit the jackpot at the police station.”
“Oh, yeah? What’d you find?" Chan asked as Minho led him by the shoulders to where his team was laying out everything they managed to bring back with them.
“For one, someone with a brain.”
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Barely 2 weeks into the semester and suddenly 3 separate groups of guys found themselves hunkering down together in the university's student store. They had a plan to leave as soon as their supplies started dwindling, but what happens when they come across a girl that could either be one of their greatest assets or a threat to their survival?
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The guy’s fingers vanish under Felix’s skirt, and Chan sees the way Felix’s lips curl as he gasps. Chan’s blood boils, and his body is moving on its own accord.
He surges forward, pushing his way into the crowd to get to Felix, uncaring who he bumps into or whose drunk he spills. With his mouse ears, he probably looks ridiculous, but he doesn’t care. His hand finds Felix’s arm, wrapping around it in a tight grip. He yanks Felix away mid-kiss.
“Chan—?” Felix questions with a surprised giggle.
Rather than responding, Chan hauls him off to the staircase. One of the guys Felix was with protests, but Chan doesn’t bother turning back to respond, and the guy fortunately doesn’t follow them up.
Felix twists his arm in Chan’s hold, but he isn’t really fighting it. “Wha— Channie, c’mon, what’s this?” He laughs, lightly swatting at Chan. When he doesn’t get a response, he goes quiet. “You’re no fun tonight… Thought you liked my costume, saw you lookin.'"
“Shut up, Lix,” Chan gets out through gritted teeth.
Felix wants to be a little slut at Chan’s Halloween party? That’s fine, but he better be ready to face the consequences.
(Prompts: Spanking, Caught, Drunk)
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- Part 12 of Kinktober 2025
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“I have just the guy for you,” Hyunjin slurps loudly. “Hyunlix approved.”
“And who is that?” Jisung asks.
“His name is Minho, he’s known for helping omegas through their heats.”
Jisung raises an eyebrow. “Is he a saint or something?”
“Worse,” Hyunjin says. “He has a heat kink.”
Jisung needs a heat partner. Enters minho (heat freak).
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“You’d be such a good husband,” Felix sighs happily.
The words are a little mumbled from where his cheek is pressed against Seungmin’s back, but he hears them all the same, feels the way the words vibrate through his body. It takes another second for the words to actually sink in, though, and when they do, Seungmin nearly drops their brand new plates on the counter.
He’d never really considered marriage, especially not when the eight of them were so tightly woven together that they didn’t know where one person’s love ended or began, when they were all so equally devoted to each other — mind, body, heart, and soul.
There’s a little pit of shame that forms in his stomach as he considers it now — Felix dressed in some pretty flowing white ensemble with lots of tulle and lace, and Seungmin, in a three piece suit at the end of an aisle, waiting with a minister and rings in his pocket.
Seungmin would be a good husband. He’d be a good husband to Felix.
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- Part 4 of yes (felix) darling
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Hyunjin tips his chin up, fingers firm and gentle at once, coaxing Felix to meet his eyes.
God. This is so not a good time to be floored by how stupidly beautiful Hyunjin is up close. Felix’s brain short-circuits, every rational thought slipping away.
“Lixie…” Hyunjin’s brows knit, voice steady but soft. “You could tell me the worst thing in the world, and I still wouldn’t hate you. You know that, yeah?”
Felix swallows hard, his voice trembling. “Okay… but you can’t laugh.”
Hyunjin waits patiently, his expression not wavering.
Felix’s fingers twist in his lap. “I… I had this dream. About you. And it wasn’t just a normal dream.” His voice cracks, shame flooding his cheeks. “It was… a wet dream.”
Felix had one (1) wet dream and suddenly his best friend is the hottest person alive.
Which would be fine—
if Hyunjin hadn’t immediately clocked how weird he’s acting about it.
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Seungmin lifts an eyebrow, lips twitching faintly. “So you baked these just for me?”
Felix falters. “Yes. You said before… that you liked my cookies.”
For a beat, Seungmin just looks at him, gaze steady, unreadable. Then the faintest curve pulls at his mouth, like he knows exactly what Felix is giving away. “If you’re trying to flirt with me, you'll have to try harder."
Lately, Felix can’t tell if Seungmin’s teasing or actually flirting. Either way, he’s about three seconds away from spontaneous combustion.