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And as Jisung cranes his neck forwards a bit, Minho can't help but throw all caution to the wind. He can imagine perfectly in his mind that Jisung's lips are puckered behind the thin fabric of his face-mask. That, paired with his round, playful eyes is just enough to make his heart melt into a soft puddle of affection and adoration. He's just that cute.
(Or; Minho and Jisung love to kiss, even if it's through the thin fabric of a black face-mask. They're just cute like that.)
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And Seungmin can't find it in himself to argue - not when Felix smiles as bright at the sun, and not when Jisung looks up at him as if he holds the world in his hands. The cashier scans their headbands quickly, a quite trivial purchase to be made at two in the morning, and says nothing but the cost when they're finished. He can't hold back a smile, either, when Felix leans over his shoulder to peck Jisung on the lips.
His whole night - morning? - has been too disorienting, but he doesn't question anything on their walk back to Jisung's house when he's walking in between the two shorter boys, one hand intertwined with Jisung's, the other tangled with Felix's tinier one.
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- Part 1 of 3's The Magic Number
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Just because Changbin's wearing a cute onesie, that doesn't make him cute, too.
Felix begs to differ.
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If Minho keeps this up, Chan won't have any more writing utensils to use—oh wait, he doesn't.
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"You are my mirror," Hao whispers fondly.
"What do you mean?" Hanbin asks, confused.
Hao's gaze is soft, his fingers brushing over his cheeks. "When I look at myself, I see you too. My other half."
Zhang Hao and Sung Hanbin were never meant to meet, hybrids of opposing species, known for never getting along. Until one day, they talk and realize they are not so different after all.
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06 Aug 2025
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“I don’t want this to be a big deal, Matthew,” Ricky cuts in, harsher than he intended, and he sighs at the look on Matthew’s face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I just don’t want to stress myself out about it when right now it’s just someone I talk to when we’re both awake.”
Both Ricky and Matthew know that he talks to Gyuvin far more than that with the way the two of them update each other all day even if the other is sleeping, but Matthew gives Ricky a break from the interrogation, and Ricky settles into the comfort of his lie.
or: Ricky and Gyuvin meet online during lockdown.
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31 Jul 2025
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Her hair’s gotten longer since last semester. What was an awkward almost-bob is now dyed caramel brown and brushing past her shoulders, tickling her collarbone. She still hides in her old clothes, but it’s gotten harder to conceal the growth of her chest and the slope of her waist. She doesn’t want to hide anymore, she just doesn’t know where to start.
Enter Taeri and Ricky from three doors down.
To put it simply: Gyubin needs both the sun and the moon to help her blossom.
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17 Jun 2025
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Seonghwa and Hongjoong are seasoned foster pack parents who take on the challenge of taming wild San to rehome him into a new pack, only to find another pup desperate for their care.
“My failure to thrive will never affect my pup.” Seonghwa’s voice was shaking now. “I will never let what happened to me happen to any pup under my care.”
Seonghwa didn’t realize Hongjoong had drawn so close until fingers carded through his hair and his head was pressed against the alpha’s soft belly. Seonghwa exhaled against his hip, feeling utterly drained and supercharged at the same time.
“You’ve given so much of yourself recently.” Hongjoong said. “I can see how hard it is, but you’re not failing to thrive. You are tired and you are overwhelmed. Don’t throw out all the good parts because now is hard.”
Seonghwa’s breathy scoff carried bitterness he knew didn’t come from Hongjoong. The conflicts in his past had him so tangled up in barbed wire, he could only snip one wire at a time while he continued to bleed.
Hongjoong approached with hands that wanted to save, but he always ended up scratched and bleeding right there along with Seonghwa. How long would he keep returning to help untangle Seonghwa from his own mess?Series
- Part 1 of Ateez A/B/O Stories
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27 Jun 2024