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“Kim Seungmin, I won’t ask you again.”
He looked from Minho to the six pairs of eyes staring at him, then back at Minho, clutching a Seungmin-sized coat.
Seungmin took a long pause, steeling himself before opening his mouth.
“Kim Seungmin,” he repeated, his voice high-pitched and nasally, “I won’t ask you again.”
Silence fell over the group, but it was brief—quickly broken by someone inhaling sharply and a mix of stifled giggles. Seungmin kept his eyes on Minho, and the omega stared right back at him, mirroring Seungmin's deadpan expression.
Minho blinked once, twice, then a third time in quick succession. He opened his mouth, closed it, then took a deep breath.
“Did you just mock me?” Minho asked.
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5 times Seungmin hated being the only unpresented member in the pack, and 1 time he didn't mind so much.
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09 Sep 2026
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Minho looks at the younger man and sees every version of themselves. He sees them at nine and seven, meeting for the first time. He sees them at sixteen and fourteen, wondering when the distance between them started feeling so far. And he sees them now at twenty-five and twenty-three, trying to figure out what they are to each other now that “just friends” doesn’t feel like enough and “lovers” might be going too fast.
But then Seungmin is taking his hand with an easy smile on his face and leading him inside from the chilly winter air, and Minho finds that they don’t need to be anything more or less than just Minho and Seungmin right now.
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Seungmin and Minho are constants in each other’s lives.