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"I get it now," he says again. "Why she cheated with you."
Minho freezes. And that feels good, for half a second, like handing someone a grenade just to watch them panic.
"I'm sorry, what?" Minho says slowly.jisung gets cheated on and decides the only logical next step is to track down the hot guy his ex slept with and see for himself if he's really all that. by letting him fuck him.
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Minho laughs and Jisung hears him typing something on his keyboard. A new chat message appears. “Here you go, a gift to remember me by.” That smile appears in his voice again. “Let’s talk later. Bye, Hannie.”
> leebit has left Group Voice Chat.
> leebit: (XXX-XXX-XXXX)Jisung blinks. Is that… a phone number? Did he just… get a cute boy's phone number playing Overwatch?
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Jisung truly didn’t mean to steal Minho’s jersey.
He didn’t even know whose it was - let alone who the hell Lee Minho was - he just grabbed it, not a thought in his mind as he tugged it over his head as he rushed to get ready for the game. He still barely knew his way around the locker rooms and the field - he had been a last minute addition, joining the cheerleading squad three games into the season.
In which cheerleader!Jisung gets on lacrosse-player!Minho's bad side and has to deal with the consequences for the rest of the semester.
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“Nothing. It’s just–" Jisung licks his lips. "I can’t visualize this specific.. Uh. Position?” His cheeks grow hot.
“Which one?” Minho asks.
“..Thigh humping.”
“It’s like humping a pillow,” Minho says, stunning Jisung. “Just on another person.”
“..What?”
“Mhm.” And Minho just nods, as if this is a very normal conversation to have. Maybe between other best friends, but not– Not between them. At least, not before this moment. “What, have you never done it?”
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The fact that sexting was this hot with Jisung was odd, it was – something of a miracle, to find a partner where sexting wasn’t a tedious chore while they were apart. Sexting was for horny teenagers, first loves, and – Minho and Jisung, apparently, who were old enough to think of more exciting ways to get off in each other’s absence, but didn’t need to, because this was still good.