4 Works by neulpup
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He wants more than he should. More than he’s entitled to. Knowing that your biggest fantasy exists within reach does something animal to you. Makes you feral in a way that’s humiliating and undeniable. Like a dog straining against a cage and snarling with barely repressed ferality.
It’s embarrassing. Truly.
And the worst part?
Hao messaged him first.
It was soft. Cute. A little hi with some atrocious little Kaomoji that, if anyone else sent, Hanbin would cackle and laugh because it's just that corny. But no, for some reason, he found it endearing. And every single one after that.
Hanbin revealed the truth, too. His accidental, disastrous repost caused this. A slip of his fingers, a misclick of a wrong account at the wrong time. It was embarrassing. Too embarrassing. Between Gyuvin’s frenzied messages and the shame creeping into his skull, it was a blur when he deleted the tweet and crawled back into his sheets.
or; Hanbin gets a DM from his favorite OnlyFans creator.
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He wanted to come home and relax. He wanted to enjoy the presence of his boyfriend, to curl up in bed with him, and maybe even watch a movie and bicker about how each of them analyze each character. It’s a routine they love.
But when he walked into his bedroom to see four Zhang Hao identical quadruplets, each with mismatched hair, sitting on his bed and fiddling with each other, making idle conversation, he felt like he was going to pass out.
Why are there four of them, and why are they talking to each other? He blinks rapidly, hoping that this is just some sort of dream that he’s having in the company van and he’ll wake up in five, four, three…
alternatively; Hanbin comes home to four Zhang Hao's waiting for him in bed.
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He shaved. He washed his face. He exfoliated and used globs of moisturizer all over his body, for fucks sake, and the only thing he has to show for it is vanilla scented body parts and a smooth asshole. Though, he does admit the feeling is nice. But it's not the point—he didn't just do it to do it. He planned to get romantical tonight. And Gunwook is not listening.
He hasn't taken the hint yet. He's just in a Valorant match, eagerly chatting over the headset. Matthew sighs, leaning back against the bed.
He's going to get fucked tonight. He doesn't care—it’ll definitely happen.
or; Matthew is desperate. Gunwook knows just how to shut him up.
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It's embarrassing—he hears Hanbin jerking off, and the first thing he does is get hard and listen? Not to mention going back to his room and imagining it's his hand instead of his own. Imagining it was Hanbin’s finger inside of him, Hanbin’s hand over his cock.
He shuts his eyes tightly. He feels like he’s going to cry.
He turns his headphones up impossibly louder. There’s no cure for his Hanbin-itis right now. Maybe if he calls a doctor, they'll prescribe him with a healthy dose of avoidance and ibuprofen for the symptoms.
He just hopes that’ll be enough.
or; Hao overhears something he shouldn't about Hanbin. They dance around eachother.