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jisung acts chivalrous and looks so damn good doing it.
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your roommate seungmin has heard you complain about not getting laid one too many times and decides to take matters into his own hands.
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They dragged you out of the ocean, stuffed you in an aquarium, and shipped you off as part of a sushi order.
Eight hybrids—or at least half of them—seem to think that’s perfectly normal. One of them even had the brilliant idea of getting close enough for you to grab him. Honestly, you’re not sure who’s in more danger right now.
Or: You try to drown Hyunjin, who now insists he’s your owner, and the guys still think keeping you around is a great plan.
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“I’ve waited too long to taste you like this,” he whispered.
But when you reached down again, desperate to feel his hair, his shoulder, anything. Your hand passed through nothing. You sobbed. “Jisung-” you gasped. “I- I can’t… please-”
“Close your eyes,” he murmured, mouth brushing your skin as he spoke. “You’ll feel me better that way.” You hesitated, until he flattened his tongue against your clit and gave a slow, upward lick that made your hips jerk. So you obeyed. Eyes closed.
But when you opened your eyes.
He was gone.
“Jisung?” you whispered, voice wrecked, body still twitching. No answer. Just the echo of your own breath, sharp and scared. The room was colder than before, the shadows deeper. The slick heat between your legs felt unreal. Your body buzzed with the aftermath of touch, but the man, the thing, that had done it was nowhere to be seen.
You curled your hands into the sheets, shaking. And then, from behind you, brushing your ear like a cold wind:
“Don’t open your eyes next time.”
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22 Sep 2025
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legitimately one of my favorite fics of all time i love this sm<3
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but as someone close to him, i knew he loved her. even if he couldn't process it as much, but he really did.
and yet, despite everything, i couldn’t hate him. not really.
because he made her happy. and wasn’t that what i wanted, too?
still, as the ball dribbled under his hands, the perfect angle passing square through the basket hoop, and the crowd erupted in cheers, i couldn’t help but wonder:
what if she turned her gaze my way, just once? would she see me standing there, waiting for her? or would she still only see him?
well, that's what he was, he was just.. him.
christopher bang. or rather, chris.
her boyfriend.
my… best friend.
the words sat heavy in my chest, suffocating and sharp, like shards of glass i couldn’t swallow. chris, the guy who had been by my side through countless games, late-night talks, and stupid jokes only we found funny. chris, who knew my secrets, my struggles, my dreams. chris, who had always been my biggest supporter on and off the court.
chris, who had her.
Bookmarked by stvrlost06
24 Apr 2026