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Doyoung locks himself out of his apartment. Luckily enough, his next door neighbour’s really nice. And really cute. – Doyoung / Taeyong (Neighbours!AU)
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07 Oct 2025
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“You know what I've wondered?” Soonyoung is saying, a drunken flush on his cheeks. He points his bottle at Jihoon, and some of the other members look up curiously. “What I've wondered is whether sex is one of your pillars.”
Jihoon has his pillars - distractions he won't let himself indulge in. Yet lately he's been breaking his own rules and he's not sure what it means.
Or, while still in San Antonio after their shows there, Jihoon is stuck in a slump and he'd really love to stop thinking about Soonyoung.
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Bookmarked by ephemeralitty
12 Jul 2025
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Soonyoung wraps him up in a hug. He’s warm and solid and strong and he knows Jihoon better than anyone. If some of the tears make it down Jihoon’s cheeks, no one has to know.
The decision still feels reckless. Yet it’s already been made. If there’s anyone who won’t have any illusions about what Jihoon might be like, what their life might be like… it’d be the person who’s the safest thing he knows.
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“Jihoon-ssi,” Soonyoung is whining the moment he steps in the door. “It is too early in the morning to be alive! I need caffeine! I need a–”
Jihoon rolls his eyes and carefully slides the takeaway cup he’s been working on across the counter. “Double-shot latte with hazelnut syrup, topped with cinnamon powder,” he announces, jerking his chin at the drink. “5,500 won.”
Soonyoung looks close to tears. “Jihoon-ssi!” he cries, approaching the counter with gratitude dripping from every pore. “You even drew a tiger on top!!”
“I poured cinnamon powder over a stencil, that’s hardly any effort,” Jihoon grumbles, feeling his ears go hot. Of course, he drew the stencil and cut it out last night, but Soonyoung doesn’t need to know that.
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the one where jihoon definitely 100% does not have a crush on the cute regular that keeps coming in for cute latte art tigers
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Bookmarked by ephemeralitty
12 Jul 2025
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Heart suddenly racing, Soonyoung carefully removes the lid– and immediately feels a smile bloom on his face. There, staring up at him from his coffee cup, is a cartoon tiger, slumped and sighing on a table between a huge pile of books and a tiny, steaming cup of coffee. FIGHTING!! is written across the top, a little messy now because clearly Wonwoo hadn’t been very careful while bringing it over.
Oh, thinks Soonyoung, staring dumbly at his coffee as warmth spreads through his chest. It’s not a big deal, really, Jihoon probably draws variations of this for a ton of students around finals season, but.
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“It feels forbidden to have you look at me like you do.” Seokmin says, and Jeonghan bites the grin from his bottom lip.
“How do I look at you?” He asks, fully knowing the answer.
“Like you want to devour me.”
Jeonghan sways a little, pleased by Seokmin’s answer, by the fact he doesn’t seem deterred by Jeonghan’s attitude, by how he shows he can handle him.
“Good. You’re very right about that.”
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Bookmarked by ephemeralitty
25 Aug 2024
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Jeonghan cackles before whining again, Seokmin’s fingers digging deep into his back muscles, ”I want to make you incoherent, make you feel so good you don’t have anything to retort.”
“Ah,” Jeonghan breathes out. “A cocky mission.”
“A man can dream.”
“What else did you dream of?” He asks, and Seokmin pours more oil on his hands.
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Jeonghan is the golden boy of the MLS with a crush on the new team athletic trainer
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25 Aug 2024
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They stare at one another as Seokmin comes closer, holding Jeonghan’s hip against his resistance and pushing his thigh open. Jeonghan leans up on his elbows, glances down at Seokmin’s mouth and Seokmin looks down at his. Time gets suspended for just a moment, slow and dragging on. Weeks and weeks of tension spiraling up and up.
All these touches that left Jeonghan wanting. The way they’ve been dancing around each other. The fact that Jeonghan has let this kind of coy flirting escalate this much without the other person descending on him. The knowledge that Seokmin is always as affected by putting his hands on Jeonghan’s skin, but that he’s too polite to ever take it any further.
And then Jeonghan is pulling Seokmin down by his shirt.
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“So if you’re Hyuck’s uncle, why does he call you his brother?”
“I know what you’re trying to do. You’re trying to phish out information from me, aren’t you?” Doyoung accuses, and through his headphones, Taeyong bellows out a laugh. “What’s so funny? Cybercrime?”
or: If there’s one thing Doyoung knows about being Donghyuck’s best (and only) uncle, it’s that he should never leave him unsupervised– at least not on Friday nights.
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Bookmarked by ephemeralitty
21 Jun 2020
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It was ridiculous– somehow Taeyong creeps into his life and suddenly Doyoung has been letting his walls down, more than he’s ever done to a stranger. All his life he’s been guarded, barely trusting someone so quick because he sees the red flags before they could even disappoint him.
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“No, really, I have to go now,” he says quietly as soon as their giggles die down.
Taeyong shakes his head. “I’m not stopping you, though.”
He waits for him to go, but Doyoung doesn’t move, only looks back in his eyes as if he’s searching for something. Taeyong tilts his head, a strand of ashy hair falling in front of his face that Doyoung urges himself not to lean in and fix it.
How come there are no red flags in Taeyong?
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Seeking, Searching, Unbeknownst by byulbinnie
Fandoms: UP10TION, Produce 101 (TV), VICTON (Band)
31 Jul 2019
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Really, it starts off with Wooseok trying to escape his work family. He needs some quality adult interaction. Jinhyuk is his third choice, though.
Bookmarked by ephemeralitty
03 Aug 2019
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Jinhyuk pulls him into a fierce hug. “I’m using that second coupon now. You gotta listen to me, though, okay? Wooseok, you gotta listen.”
For a few seconds, the only thing that Wooseok can hear is his friend’s breath and thudding heartbeat.
“This could screw us up, but I know you. I know you better than anyone in this entire world,” Jinhyuk starts, shaky but determined. Another handful of seconds passes as he takes a few calming breaths before continuing. “Wooseok, I love you. You have to know that. I mean, not in the way that we’ve been friends since we were seven, but in the way that I’m in love with you.”
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Wooseok and Jinhyuk make a pact to get married at twenty-six.
Bookmarked by ephemeralitty
30 Jul 2019
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“Hey, Wooseok—" Jinhyuk’s throat feels dry. It’s the alcohol. He’s usually better, but maybe he hasn’t eaten enough. What other excuses can he muster up? Maybe he’s desperate. “Why’d you ask me to marry you the second you got here?”
The smile on Wooseok’s face fades and Jinhyuk already regrets asking, poised to retract the question when Wooseok says, “Pact’s a pact.”
“Isn’t this the part where you tell me you’re secretly in love with me?” Jinhyuk asks, and he’s teasing, he really is, but his voice almost cracks at the end and he’s wondering if he’s still as easy to read as he was three years ago.
“Hah.” Wooseok shifts until he’s lying down on the couch, back flat against the cushions, his legs propped up on Jinhyuk’s lap. He’s already closing his eyes, glasses slipping off of his face. “I don’t like getting my hopes up.”