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Sunghoon could tell Sunoo was taunting him. He wanted Sunghoon to say it clearly rather than interpret things on his own as he often had to do. His fingers withdrew from Sunghoon’s hair, and Sunghoon had to hold back a whine at the loss of touch.
Sunghoon and Sunoo always hook up when their conventions overlap. But lately, that wedding band has been weighing on Sunghoon’s mind.
Bookmarked by tobeeo (bbyluke)
22 Oct 2025
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Bookmarked by tobeeo (bbyluke)
19 Oct 2025
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Sunoo was not exactly what you’d call “fashionable.” He knew what looked decent on him, sure—he wasn’t clueless—but he never paid attention to fabrics or cuts or seasonal trends.
Ask him about the difference between wool and velvet and he’d blink slowly before shrugging, unconcerned. But ask him about the ingredients in a new skincare product, and you’d have to sit through a 20-minute explanation involving niacinamide, centella asiatica, and which ingredient cancels out which.
That was Sunoo.
Priorities.
Two members took particular interest in this.
One turned Sunoo into a dress-up doll, and the other… made them match without making it obvious. Or at least, that’s what the other liked to believe.
Bookmarked by tobeeo (bbyluke)
17 Oct 2025
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He flexes on purpose. It’s ridiculous and exaggerated, but his biceps swell under Sunoo’s grip all the same, and he knows exactly what he’s doing. When Sunoo's grin suddenly turns dangerous, mouth curling slow and sly, Sunghoon knows exactly what’s about to happen. So he flexes again, slower this time. Not as a joke–well, kind of a joke–but there’s heat in his eyes now, and the way he draws his arms in, tensing just slightly under Sunoo’s touch, is no longer just for fun.
Sunoo doesn’t say anything right away. His fingers tighten subtly, thumbs pressing into the curves of Sunghoon’s biceps like he’s testing their firmness. Like he’s genuinely impressed. His gaze trails from his hands up to Sunghoon’s face, pupils dilated, lips parted, and breath still catching just faintly from the near fall. There’s a slow beat of silence. The kind that hums under the skin. The kind that only happens between two people who already know where this is going.
“Oh,” Sunoo finally says, low and sultry, the corner of his mouth tugging upward. “Don’t start, Park Sunghoon.”
Sunghoon raises a brow, pretending to play dumb. “Start what?”
or: How Sunghoon got those bicep bruises.
Bookmarked by tobeeo (bbyluke)
13 Oct 2025
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And so Jake tries to be casual about it.
“Jay-ah, do you like Eric?”
“Who– Your brother?” Jay asked. Jake couldn’t help but notice that his whole posture changed after hearing Eric’s name, eyes lit up and he even turned around in Jake’s direction, totally engrossed in the conversation now that it was about Jake’s brother.
Jake only nodded in reply, already fearing the answer he was about to hear.
“I mean,” Jay giggled, cheeks dusted with a pretty pink. “He was really nice.”
What the fuck.
(or: Jake notices Jay's weird fascination with his brother, Eric. Too bad he already called dibs on Jay.)
Bookmarked by tobeeo (bbyluke)
24 Sep 2025