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jisung breathes. normally. breathing is, after all, a thing that normal people do. it’s not weird for jisung to breathe.
it is kind of embarrassing, though, because jeongin doesn’t even really smell. his shirt is damp, around the neck and under his arms and down his back, so it’s not like he hasn’t been sweating, but—
but. jisung can’t even explain what he’s looking for, much less the little orange-peel twist of disappointment in his gut.
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changbin breathes in, fills his lungs with the dry desert heat. the air shimmers with it, and sand and empty road stretch out for miles in every direction.
and chan, pacing the length of the little porch, visibly fuming. “we’re not keeping him.”
“he’s not a dog,” changbin says. “he can do what he wants.”
“you and i both know this isn’t about hyunjin,” chan snaps. “you just want a way to get under my fucking skin. congratulations, it worked. what now?”
(or: the gang relaxes for once. it's going well.)
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- Part 3 of and the hand wants (cyberpunk verse)
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jisung rolls onto his back, in a bed big enough to roll around in, and stares up at the ceiling instead of an upper bunk. the loneliness sets in.
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the last time jeno was this close to kibum—not this close, jeno’s never been this close, kibum’s shin pressed to his back, all heat—was three months ago, at a party very much like this one. he’d been even more drunk, then, but he hadn’t been drunk enough to forget: how close kibum had leaned. the silk of his voice when he’d spoken, directly into jeno’s ear. you could come to my room, after.
jeno had known that he could not.
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changbin freezes, ears perking up. curse his stupid instincts. his heart jackrabbits in his throat, and minho’s voice says, low, almost a purr, “there you are, bin-ah.”
“hyung,” changbin croaks, terrified. one leg kicks out, the way changbin would kick if he were trying to run, but he has nowhere to escape to.
“got yourself nice and stuck, did you?”
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chan adjusts his mask over his face. i don’t want to risk being recognized in the halls. jisung’s room is two doors down, after seungmin’s door but before changbin’s. he’ll say it, the excuse, if jeongin asks again.
jeongin doesn’t ask again.
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- Part 3 of undercurrents
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jisung flushes pink. chan says, quite loudly, “you and changbin?”
“i am literally right here,” changbin says.
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the irritating, deeply humiliating thing about it is that chan is right. minho wants something. worse, he wants something the way that alphas are supposed to want it.
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- Part 5 of repetition (omegaverse)
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it’s like this: chan owns a bar, which basically means that changbin owns the bar too. they live in the apartment on the second floor, and technically they each have their own bedroom but changbin never uses his.
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- Part 1 of last call
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“hyung,” seungmin hisses, but minho, damn him, has already heard. he’s holding a stack of dishes with the silverware neatly atop them, likely intending to hand them off to seungmin. behind him, a pot bubbles on the stove.
“seungmin,” he says, in that way of his that is a threat unmistakeable. “what do you mean, you don’t smell like anything?”
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- Part 4 of repetition (omegaverse)
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jeongin's past catches up to him, again, but hyunjin keeps him alive and keeps him moving, which is a debt chan can never repay (even if they don't know that yet).
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- Part 2 of and the hand wants (cyberpunk verse)
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“sensitive?”
seungmin hisses out through his teeth, can’t unclench his jaw enough to reply. it’s not that he’s sensitive, and also fuck minho in particular for saying so—it’s just been a while, is all. not that he lacks options.
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- Part 2 of last call
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“your dick game’s not that good,” jisung complains. “next time i’ll just go sleep in changbin’s bed.”
chan snorts, nips at jisung’s ear, laughs again when jisung yelps. “liar.”
“he wouldn’t lead me on like this.”
“i’ve never led you on a day in your life, baby.”
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“you don’t like me,” says hyunjin dubiously. jisung allows himself for one glorious moment to indulge in the fantasy of grabbing hyunjin by his giraffe neck and throttling him to death.
“no,” he says, instead of doing that. “i don’t.”
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in which hyunjin stumbles, bloody and broken and dying, headfirst into a potential new family.
if only they weren't also trying to tear themselves apart at the seams.
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- Part 1 of and the hand wants (cyberpunk verse)
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“hyunjin-ah,” changbin calls. “come here.”
hyunjin groans, rolling out of bed and not bothering to put on a shirt. he had, admittedly, made a bid for changbin’s attentions earlier, but he’d figured that he would simply have to be patient. he’s not expecting anything.
so he has to do a double-take when he comes out into the living room to find jisung on his knees, changbin’s hand around his throat pinning him to the wall, changbin hovering over him.
“hyung, what…?”
“come here,” changbin says again. hyunjin steps closer. changbin arches an eyebrow. “what, our baby alpha doesn’t want to fuck an omega in heat?”
hyunjin feels his cock twitch in his pants.
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- Part 3 of repetition (omegaverse)
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maybe it’s selfish, but jisung’s missed having this, misses the days where it was just the two of them.
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- Part 2 of repetition (omegaverse)
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minho is used to late-night visitors in his dorm. he just isn't used to changbin.
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- Part 1 of repetition (omegaverse)
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“ah, hyung,” jisung gasps. the way he squirms, struggling against chan—reflexively, chan bears more weight down on the arm pinning jisung’s hips in place, curls his hand tighter around jisung’s cock. jisung whines louder, knees pressing hard into chan’s sides. “please, please, i can’t—i have to—”
he cuts himself off. chan says, leveling his voice, honey-sweet, “have to what, hannie?” even though the redness of his face, flush with embarrassment, the now-constant wriggling—chan can guess.
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“hyung,” jisung breathes out. “i don’t… i don’t know if i can… be good.”
“you are good,” chan promises. “always. if it gets to be too much, you can safeword, i promise.” he pauses, then, before adding, “but that’s the only word that will get us to stop. do you understand?”
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chan organizes everything. all jisung has to do is take it.
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- Part 2 of undercurrents