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Then, it all finally fell into place in Jisung's mind. He sucked in a sharp breath.
Oh.
It wasn’t the heat that was bothering him: It was the rut.
“Han Jisung?” came from the door that had just opened by the end of the room. Standing in the door was a woman holding a ballpoint pen and a clipboard in her hands. She looked around again to scan the room. “Mr. Han Jisung? Division Manager Lee is ready to see you now.”
Jisung stared at her.
Well, fuck.Or, Jisung goes into rut while at a job interview, and then tries (and fails) to fight down the impending catastrophe growing in his pants.
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Escaping victorious from the slain dragon’s cave, skillfully dodging the raygun blast from the assassin sent to kill the intergalactically ruling emperor, infiltrating the mob while wearing cool suits and smart shoes, kissing your crush (online), kissing your crush (irl), surviving a hazardous sandstorm to find a long-lost magical artefact, unearthing ancient incantations and runes to challenge the chief wizard supreme to a duel… And More…
Beating all the levels will be tough, but they’ll be damned if they don’t make it to the Esports World Cup.Or, Jisung’s friends have put their school and work responsibilities on pause after having finally saved up enough money to buy the latest and hottest new gaming console together, a VR headset for a newly released competitive MMO immersive roleplaying game.
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Almost paralysed, Jisung stared at his prey.
He took one small, soundless step closer, toeing the floor.
He took a second step closer, his chest hovering over Minho’s back, the warmth of the man’s body feeling strange against his own cold one.
He inhaled deeply, but carefully, just behind Minho’s ear as he leaned in, trying to imbibe the smell and taste of the man’s skin on his tongue and up his nose.
Jisung’s hot, wet breath fanned over the small hairs on Minho’s neck...Or, Minho is the pretty boy next door who Jisung wants to eat.
(Alternate title: “Vampires are not immune to parasocial relationships”)
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“Are you paying me?” Jeongin asked.
Minho drew his legs back to lightly kick Jeongin in the thigh. “Seeing Soonie, Doongie, and Dori is enough.”
When Jeongin just proceeded to squint at his hyung doubtfully, Minho sighed and rolled his eyes. “I’ll cook something when we’re there. Good enough?”
Jeongin pretended to mull it over in his head for a moment, pursing his lips, before he reluctantly reached out a hand for Minho to shake to seal the deal.
Minho just stared at it, incredulous. “You think I’d trick my favourite dongsaeng? You don’t trust me at all?”
Of course he did. “Not at all, hyung,” he confirmed.
“Come on, Ienn-ah,” Minho scoffed. “I'm a total sweetheart.”Or, Minho asks Jeongin to feed his cats, and Jeongin asks Minho to come with him home to Busan.
Alternate title: “I have cats at home. Come over.”
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Minho closed his eyes, guiltily giving in to feeling all the feelings and desires and wants that he hid from Jisung and his friends, his family and the whole world. He gave in to the feeling of Jisung’s whole weight against his body, the boy’s chest rising and sinking pressed close to his, his breath on his skin, their skin together where their arms and legs met. Minho got to feel it all physically now, but he couldn’t allow himself to give in to the fantasies crowding his brain, of what this could be if Jisung was like him, if he could feel the same.
Or, Minho doesn't dare acknowledge the feelings he has for his best friend, because Jisung isn't like him.