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He flushes, red-hot. “I’m sorry, hyung,” he whimpers, pathetically, the throb of his pussy, the sheer magnitude of his desire muddling the guilt into something unrecognizable. Despite being almost entirely sober, his words slur. “I’m so sorry, hyungie, this is- ah, this is n-not the best p-position, let me get off—“
Once again, he tries to scramble off Minho’s lap. This time he even manages to lift his ass off Minho’s lap, but he doesn’t get further than that. Minho’s hands catch him before he can get away and pull him back, slamming Jisung back down onto his lap and this time, Jisung can’t hold it back.
He cries out, fingers scrambling against the wood.
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To Jisung, these are his final days of freedom. His final days of being just his own, days with a looming expiration date. Before he’s bonded, claimed. Nothing more than a follower to his alpha’s whims.
Of course, it’s marketed as something far different. “True companionship,” his mother had said. “You won’t believe you lived so long without your alpha,” his tutor had simpered.
But Jisung has seen the before and after. He can’t kid himself about what this is.
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His gaze flicks away and back, unable to help himself. A trip, a fall and crash; all between his ribs and all within a second. Every morning. It's unrepentant and ceaseless. Jisung has yet to find a way to make it stop.
The scent of jasmine spikes over that of petrichor but no one seems to notice.OR
there's a stranger, a beautiful alpha, on jisung's morning commute. they take the same train every day but they've never talked. until a crowded train forces them to and jisung finds himself contending with the possibility of soulmates and falling in love.
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Here’s the thing:
Having a crush and being in love are two points on a spectrum, but only hypothetically. Two points on opposite ends of a line, except Jisu never was good at sticking to the straight line, and her feelings for Minhee grew enough to take the form of one perfect circle. An ouroboros. To crush on and to love—heads or tails? Even Jisu doesn’t know—she loses her head and bites her own tail, foolish in her ignorance of the fact that there’s supposed to be a line. Some lines shouldn’t be crossed, but tell that to the little snakes that rule Jisu’s heart.
OR: Three stops on the road to Han Jisu finally giving in.
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- Part 1 of carabiner on my heartloops
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“Promise me you won’t do it again?”
Jisung averted his eyes. He was even more beautiful up close. His eyelashes throwing featherlight shadows across his cheeks, skin looking impossibly soft and hot to the touch.
“I promise, I won’t.”
Minho smirked at him.
“So you admit you were avoiding me before?”
The way Jisung’s eyes widened in shock was only rivalled in seductive beauty by the pretty pout that fell over his face right after. Minho couldn’t hold back the peal of laughter.
“I’m just teasing, Jisungie.”
Jisung turned his head away from Minho, shyly, almost coyly. Like a woman being courted, Minho realised suddenly. His gut twisted with red-hot arousal at the realisation. Jisung was flirting with him.
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After getting his degree, with nowhere else in the world to go, Lee Minho moves into a house on his uncle's-his only living relative's-estate in the sleepy town of Wycombe. With no plans to stay or make himself at home, he meets Han Jisung, eldest son of the Han family, and risks even a pretend courtship with his sister to get closer to him.
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- Part 1 of The Wycombe Chronicles
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