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Jisung went back to clearing away the dye box, then remembered her original question and smacked Hyunjin’s shoulder. “Who fucked you!”
She could have said his name. She trusted Jisung deeply.
“Just some guy. I can barely remember what he looks like.”
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- Part 2 of Thinking Of You
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05 Feb 2026
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“What is it for you, baby?” he asks, his breath catching at Seungmin’s movements. “The humiliation, the anonymity—or you just like sucking cock?”
Seungmin doesn't answer—can’t—but moans around the cock in his mouth. He could—he could push himself. Get it down his throat and press flush against the base. And from there, he doesn't quite know what he'd do, but he wants it anyway.
There's a laugh, a pretty one. “Maybe it’s all of it for you, pretty.”
Or: Seungmin is not a freak. He's a normal, boring office worker who is just trying out a freaky thing.
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03 Feb 2026
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Seungmin chose journalism because it doesn’t require him to talk on command.
Radio, unfortunately, does.
Forced into a practicum at a campus station, Seungmin prepares for the worst — especially when he’s assigned to work under Lee Minho, the host of After Hours, whose confidence borders on arrogance and whose voice is far too dangerous for Seungmin’s peace of mind.(Or: Seungmin never chose radio. He also didn’t choose to get attracted to Lee Minho. But here they are. In a recording booth with too little space. And Minho’s voice doing very complicated things to Seungmin. What could possibly go wrong?)
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02 Feb 2026
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“Hey!” Felix scolds sharply, hands on his hips like a mother, “slow down, don’t scare him! He was napping!”
Jesus Christ, Minho thinks wondrously, how young is this puppy? How have they hidden a whole dog for this long with their insane schedules? It doesn’t make sense. It’s also just very unnecessarily risky in a way they don’t usually indulge, not anything like sneaking ramen the night before a performance, or pretending they aren’t doing a jerk off motion on stage with their microphones at each other’s faces and then having to act all surprised when skiziji scroll through Twitter disapprovingly showing them every video. Minho’s brain is already struggling, but it just about fries when he walks into the living room to find an eight panel metal gate in the corner housing a large dog bed and a myriad of toys and Seungmin. Kim Seungmin, his coworker and friend. In a collar.
or; daengkas pivot from cooking to monetised pet play.
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31 Jan 2026
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“This is Seungmin,” Chan introduces warmly.
“Sure,” Minho says with minimal interest. “Is he any good?”
Seungmin has never really felt self-conscious about his body, but suddenly all he feels is the limp weight of his skinny legs and knobby knees as Minho gives him an unimpressed onceover.
“He’s good, Minho. Completely rounds out our midfield.”
Minho looks Seungmin in the eye for the first time, if only briefly.
“Great. You’ll have no problem not getting in the way.” Then he’s turning around, jogging back to the field like Seungmin is a speck with both everything and nothing to prove.
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24 Jan 2026