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Seungmin remembers that face like it was yesterday—kind eyes, a perfect nose, and beautiful lips that stand in direct contrast to his well-built physique. He remembers the oddities of his penchant for consent and letting Seungmin do whatever he wants, recalls fantasies of seeing him again whenever he’s being especially vulnerable on lonely nights.
Changbin is correct for the second time today. Fate works wondrous things sometimes, indeed.
Alternatively: Seungmin has long abandoned the world of baseball, as it only surfaces unreachable what-ifs and bittersweet memories. Enter Bang Chan, who brings him back to that life in more ways than one.
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“I ran off,” Seungmin starts, looking straight into Minho's eyes with a look that's not at all foreign, “because I had a boner. I’m not getting all up in the team’s victory cuddle pile with a stupid boner.”
“Uh,” Minho manages after what felt like forever, willing his brain to refrain from imagining what that must've looked like. “Oh. Well, that makes sense then.”
“Aren't you gonna ask why it happened?” Seungmin asks, that typical look of challenge and something else still written all over his face. He steps into Minho's space, not unlike a predator stalking prey.
Minho's breath hitches at their proximity, at the very least managing a soft, “Only if you want to tell.”
Minho thinks Seungmin's mad at him. The issue is another thing altogether.
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"Hyung," Seungmin says gently, cupping Minho's chin and tipping it upwards gently so they're now looking each other eye to eye. "You'll never be too much to me. What you feel and what you want is my priority, okay? You don't have to keep everything to yourself anymore. I'm going to listen, always—and I'm going to try and understand."
"Really?" Minho asks, still in utter disbelief. "Even if I tell you that I don't like it when other people look at you with even the slightest bit of interest? Even when I sometimes want to hide you from all of our friends and the rest of the world? Even when it's stupid that I'd want nothing more than to call you mine and mine alone?"
Kim Seungmin is Lee Minho's. His and his alone.
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"Is it good?" Seungmin asks curiously. Minho nods easily, not thinking much of it, seeing as this flavor is his favorite after all, the combination of the chocolate flakes with the strawberries practically perfect.
Minho doesn't realize he walked into a perfectly laid trap until it's too late, Seungmin grinning like he thought of the funniest joke in the world as he says, without any trace of shame, "Bet it tastes better off your skin, though."
220908 2min post-workout bingsu date: the fic
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"Is leaving the only thing you're good at, Kim Seungmin?" asked Minho, the frustration in his voice so deep-rooted and raw. "Has it ever occurred to you that we have higher chances of making it out of here alive if we work together?"
"But why would you choose to do that?" Seungmin asks, thinking he's being generous. "Why would you willingly stay with a person who hurt you—"
"Because it's the apocalypse, you dumb idiot," replied Minho, finally letting go of Seungmin's hand. Despite the throbbing pain being gone at last, Seungmin chooses to mourn the loss of the warmth of Minho's palm against his.
Sometimes, a second chance is all it takes for love to bloom even in the direst of times.