femmeseob
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- P1Harmony (Band) (5)
- xikers (Band) (2)
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“This is so fucked,” Jongseob muttered, his voice cracking pitifully. “Hyung, you’re so fucking out of it,” naturally, like any other time they were alone, he fell back into using the honorific, despite knowing Shota wouldn’t be awake to call him out on it if he hadn’t.
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Taeyang's voice was teasing, leaning against the doorframe as he watched Jongseob work. "You look like a fucking furry."
Jongseob paused, the brown liner cap suspended between his lips, his gaze darting over to the door from his spot on the bathroom counter. His eyes, dark and rounded from contacts, squinted at the intruder.
"It's a metaphor, asshole," he corrected, his voice slightly muffled. He finished the wing of his eyeliner and pulled the pen away, running his tongue over one of his lip rings. "Whatever, I can't believe I'm letting you guys drag me out, I have a fucking midterm this week, and I can't afford to fail it-"
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God, Shota really knew how to get under her skin. Jongseob let out a low groan, burying her face back into the fabric of her sleeve. “You’re such a brat,” Jongseob scolded, her voice still thick with sleep. “Two days, baby. It’s been two days. That is not very long.”
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- Part 1 of yuri piwon fics
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He couldn't do this anymore. He was a tightly wound spring, and the only thing that could release the tension was the boy who was only six feet away from him.
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“I’m fine,” Seeun murmured, tugging at his sleeve to fix a twist in his embroidery.
“You’re not.” Yujun shot back, “You look like you’re melting, and while that’s super on brand for a pyromancer, I’d prefer not to drag you back to the car. No offense- but you’re heavy as hell.”
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