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The constant chimes from his phone break him out of his spiral and his hand instinctively reaches over to unlock his phone.
The content of the notifications has him almost drop his phone.
Because right there, in several different tweets made by the accounts of different F1 teams, is Sassy.
Sassy, who has now been dubbed Paddock Cat.
Godfuckingdamnit.
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sassy verstappen is the baku paddock cat
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27 Nov 2025
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Tour is exhausting. Sleep is hard to come by. When Minho and Jisung end up sharing a room for the night, neither expects the quiet honesty that creeps in when the rest of the world is asleep. But 3AM has a way of pulling truths out of you—especially when you’ve been holding them in for too long.
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26 Nov 2025
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Namjoon has been feeling extra protective of Yoongi ever since they got to L.A. Honestly, ever since the day Yoongi finished his service and they were all officially deemed free men, Namjoon has had this inexplicable urge to shield Yoongi from the world. It’s an almost possessive feeling that fills his chest whenever he’s in the same room as Yoongi, or whenever he’s not in the same room as Yoongi. And it’s because Namjoon won’t let him out of his sight that he notices right away what even Yoongi doesn’t– that Yoongi is getting sick.
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- Part 3 of Yoongi Sickfics
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24 Nov 2025
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Jisung doesn’t move– doesn’t breathe. He just stares.
His voice, when it comes, is quiet. “What did you say?”
His eyes search for Minho’s, wide and unsure and a little stunned. Like something has cracked open inside him.
He could take it back. Laugh it off. Play it cool. Change the subject. But something in the way Jisung looks at him makes him want to take the step. To jump. To finally just fall.
“I said”, he whispers, “Maybe I was born to meet you.”
The air goes still. So does time.
or: Jisung doesn't believe in fate. Minho believes in everything that doesn't make sense– until suddenly, it does.
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23 Nov 2025
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“Do you have any interest in making out?”
Minho blinks at him, sure this is a trap of some sort. “Who has the time to make out? I’ve barely slept in a week.”
“We do. We have time right now,” Jisung says. His words are cool, relaxed, rehearsed—which means Jisung is absolutely messing with him.
“Ha-ha,” Minho replies blandly, and then he makes the monumental effort of looking back down at his phone, ignoring Jisung and his scandalous dress and his talk of debauchery.
Jisung throws a loose sock at him. Minho’s head snaps up to glare but finds Jisung staring at him with equal fervor—well, not murderous intent like Minho, something more determined. “I’m not joking.”
“Uh.”
“I’m literally soliciting you for a make-out sesh. Right now.”
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23 Nov 2025