pitfight
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He activates the teleport.
Jisung’s voice cuts through, “Oh, a catgirl?”
Minho misses his flick. Fuck.
“You want me to be your catgirl?”
Minho shoots again.
“What am I? Your discord kitten?”
Shots go wide. Yoru falls.
“Lino?” Changbin calls but he can hear evident laughter in his voice.
Minho clears his throat, “Lag.”
or. Minho doesn’t know how to act normal when Jisung shows up in a catgirl cosplay for his 500k sub special Valorant stream.
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Jisung wants Minho to be his new hobby. Learning each tick and hum. The way his bones creak and his breath tumbles from his lips. He wants to become an expert.
He thinks Minho could be the hobby that sticks. The thing that will finally stop the clock on his humiliating, slow demise— his deterioration into nothing but soil, and dirt, and the dust of flower petals that never grow correctly.
He’ll have to see.
(OR: Jisung is saving himself for his step-brother; Minho is home for the summer.)
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“Okay, how about this? The one who gets the lowest grade or fails will get a really ugly tattoo.”
They all burst out laughing—the idea felt both terrifying and ridiculously fun at the same time. Hyunjin grabbed his phone immediately and started scrolling through Pinterest, shoving the screen in their faces. “Look at this one, boys. ‘I am yours’ right on the lower back. Cringe.”
Felix snorted. “That’s kinda soft, though. I could totally pull that off.”
The three of them cracked up again, dying at the mental image of one of them stuck with that tattoo for life. But Hyunjin wasn’t done. “Hold on, hold on—I found something even worse!” He tilted the phone toward them again: the word “babydoll” in delicate cursive, placed exactly where a classic tramp stamp would go.
Jisung shuddered dramatically, clutching his chest. “Guys, maybe we should just… you know, actually study instead.”
Felix snatched his calculator, flipped open his textbook, and flashed a cocky grin. “Yeah… I’m really not feeling the vibe of walking around with ‘babydoll’ on my ass forever.”
Three days later, the grades came out, and Felix was the only one staring at a big fat fail.
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Sengmin had known about this part of himself for a while.
As much as he scoffed at the “puppy” joke the members would make at him, about how he was a loyal dog through and through, eager like a little puppy…they were absolutely true. In more ways than one.
He didn’t even notice it, really, the first time it happened. When all eight of them were huddled onto the couch, watching some boring movie, when he and Minho had started bickering. He distantly heard a “Down, dog.” and something clicked in his head.
aka: seungmin goes into puppyspace with all 7 of his fellow members, but jeongin seems to be the only one who notices.
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“Sorry, I’m—” Jisung winces as Dr. Lee pushes his leg closer to his chest. A hand is braced on the top of his left thigh, spreading his legs further apart. “I’m not very flexible.”
“That’s okay.” Dr. Lee drags his knuckles down Jisung’s IT band, making his quad jump. “Feel how tight that is?”
Oh, no. Head, meet gutter.
“Yeah, it’s so—” he swallows. “So tight.”
“It’s pulling on your knee. Makes it feel like a nail gun going into your leg, right?”
“Something like that.”
“We need to loosen you up, yeah? So it won’t hurt so much.”
Jisung closes his eyes to hide how they roll up into the back of his head.
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jisung really wants to fuck his chiropractor.