cruelbbh (sunflowill)
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Hey,
I used to live in your house. I’m drunk in Seoul, and it’s the only address I know.
Happy Holidays.
Jisung.
Or: On the path that leads Jisung to try to navigate between his dreams and the ghost of a dead rock star father, he finds Minho.
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“For a moment, I really thought you forgot to tell me that you and Minho hyung were together.” Felix said after a moment of silence and Jisung stumbled in his steps.
“Together?” He asked, his gaze fixed on the ground, and Felix raised an eyebrow at his reaction.
“Yeah, together. Mated.”Mated. The word was enough to make Jisung blush and pale at the same time.
“We’re not.” He said, the words as sharp as a knife blade on his tongue - if Jisung kept them in his mouth too long, blood would start running down his jaw until it pooled on the floor.
Or: Jisung and Minho are True Mates, and that wouldn't be a problem, if it weren't for the silly, tiny line in their contract that specifies they're not allowed to have mates.
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And that prospect should have been frightening - it should have been frightening, for Jaemin to be able to look deep within himself and see that despite his best efforts, there was indeed a monster lurking there.
This should have frightened Jisung, whose mind almost always brushed against his in a gentle reminder that he was never far away. But in the look that covered the entirety of Jaemin's being, in an attitude that bordered on concerned adoration and an understanding that went beyond what Jisung let on, he knew. Jaemin knew that between the two of them he wasn't capable of the worst.
Jisung was.Or : Love among Jedis was forbidden, but Jaemin isn't very good at following this principle.
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Jaemin was beaming like it was the happiest day of his life. His eyes shone with a softness that Jisung liked to believe was only for him and when he grabbed Jisung’s hands in front of the altar and his smile widened a little more, it wasn't hard to believe that all of this was real – it wasn't hard to forget that all of this was fake.
It was not hard to imagine that their friends – members of a surrogate family they had not chosen but which functioned relatively well – were really present in this chapel to celebrate their union, and not to create a memory that they could laugh at later.Do you remember the night Jaemin and Jisung got married in Las Vegas ?
Or : Haechan isn't known for his brilliant ideas, and his latest might end in disaster
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Sublime et Silence by cruelbbh (sunflowill) for dekuism
Fandoms: NCT (Band), Aespa (Band)
24 Oct 2022
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Jaemin had been raised to be a good omega - for his manners to be elegant, for his speech to be of the finest, for his skin to be as soft as the most expensive silks of the eastern bands.
No one had prepared him to murder a man, his future husband, his future alpha.Or : According to the traditions of the society, Jaemin's sent to the convent after being introduced as an omega, with the intention of leaving it only for his marriage.
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“So,” Jisung starts, breaking the thick silence, “you’re just gonna stand there and act like nothing happened?”
Minho raises an eyebrow, lips quirking up at the corners. “You’re the one who dragged me in here. Shouldn’t you be the one doing the talking?”
“That’s not the point,” Jisung grits out. “You could’ve at least, I don’t know, acknowledged it. You looked right at me and acted like—”
“Like I didn’t spend hours talking you through getting off?” Minho finishes smoothly, amusement lacing every syllable.
(OR: Minho, Jisung, a phone sex line, and a regular caller.)
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It’s been so long since Jisung had an anxiety attack. So long, that when he hears the chime of the door and looks up, his body doesn’t react like it should.
“Welcome,” he says on autopilot.
“Hi hi,” says the man entering the store, putting a hand up in a casual greeting before making a beeline for the snack aisle.
His whole body is covered in blood.
Or: Han Jisung meets a strange man, covered in blood, buying a midnight snack in the convenience store he works at.
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Bookmarked by cruelbbh (sunflowill)
04 Sep 2025
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“Minho-hyung, can you please fuck me?”
Minho smiles politely. “Come again?”
“I wanted to ask for some time already,” Jisung says, puffing his chest out. “And well, I trust you, and since you’re experienced, it would alleviate a lot of my anxiety to do it with you. Could you– Would you fuck me? Please?”
"Yes, of course, they don’t call me The Sex Haver for nothing," Minho lies. He has not had sex, and no one calls him that, but he’d rather die than let Jisung fuck somebody else. “You can trust me.”
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Bookmarked by cruelbbh (sunflowill)
16 Aug 2025
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His gaze flicks away and back, unable to help himself. A trip, a fall and crash; all between his ribs and all within a second. Every morning. It's unrepentant and ceaseless. Jisung has yet to find a way to make it stop.
The scent of jasmine spikes over that of petrichor but no one seems to notice.OR
there's a stranger, a beautiful alpha, on jisung's morning commute. they take the same train every day but they've never talked. until a crowded train forces them to and jisung finds himself contending with the possibility of soulmates and falling in love.
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Bookmarked by cruelbbh (sunflowill)
10 Aug 2025
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“You can–ah–” Jisung’s hips kick up but Minho’s right hand is quick to pin him right back down, easily. “If I fall asleep, just keep going–”
Minho stops. Blinks. “Jisung.”
Jisung begs, albeit sleepily. “Pleasepleaseplease don’t stop. Hyung, please.”
“We’ve never talked about this.” He takes Jisung’s lower lip between his teeth and tugs, like doing so would drag to the surface any of Jisung's remaining consciousness and he’d hear how ridiculous he sounds for suggesting Minho fuck him while he sleeps. “We need to talk about this.”
Ridiculous, he repeats to himself, trying to conjure some rationale in a place where it should’ve been so, so abundant and intuitive.
Right?
Or: With the next leg of the tour coming up, Jisung is exhausted. Minho tells him to sleep, but Jisung has something else in mind.
Bookmarked by cruelbbh (sunflowill)
09 Aug 2025