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Looking at the glory hole makes him feel lightheaded, like his blood has been replaced with something neon, carbonated. Like he’s never wanted anything more but also like he might be sick to his stomach if he thinks about it too deeply.
He should leave the stall.
He should leave the stall and go back to his friends and—
The sound of the door opening is a lightning strike.
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17 Jun 2026
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This is exactly why Minhee pays Felicity’s half of the rent, exactly why Minhee stocks their fridge and why all of the utility bills are set to autopay from Minhee’s account. It’s exactly why Minhee hands her card over without so much as a blink when Felicity sees something she wants, her little hand held out expectantly. Second nature, now.
Second nature like the way she whines and pleads and cries for Minhee’s cock, like the way she barely needs Minhee to say a word before she’s stripped bare, face down and ass up on Minhee’s bed or the couch or over the kitchen counter.
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16 Jun 2026
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Jisung was on the other side and he smelt good. Ripe. Ready for him.
“Jisung-ah.” Minho tried for a sweet tone as he rattled the door, but his voice was bitten and raw. Desperate. Desirous. “Jisung-ah, open the door for alpha.”
“I can’t, hyung.” Jisung pressed a palm back to the door, the other one to the centre of his chest that was filled with a hollow ache. “Before your rut hit fully, we agreed I wouldn’t open the door. I’m here though, right here.”
“Jisung,” he tried again. “Come on. I’m so hard, I can take care of you. I can make you forget everything else. No need to be worried, baby. Just let me in.”
Each word caused more slick to leak out of Jisung.
“I can smell you, omega. Smell how badly you need me. Let. Me. In.”Or, Minho goes into a snap rut and locks Jisung in the bathroom for his safety.
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16 Jun 2026
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Jisung grins, his whole face slick and dripping with Minho.
His alpha is preening. Chest puffed up somewhere deep in his bones, pride hot and thick in his throat. Look at him. Look what I did. Look what I'm still doing. Minho can't think, can't speak, can't do anything but feel, and Jisung's alpha glories in it. Doesn't matter that his own cock is weeping untouched in his clothes. He'll breed Minho later. Fill him up, knot him, plug him, keep him full for hours. But right now, making him scream like this? That's what his alpha really needs.
So he dives back in.
Buried between Minho's thighs, Jisung drinks him down like honey.
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15 Jun 2026
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He knew he had no right to be this annoyed about it, because he'd done the exact same thing with Chan, after all. Leaned in, let their lips barely touch, heard the fans scream. Done it with zero issue, because it was work, because it was expected, because Chan's face so close to his was familiar and entirely, completely platonic.
He knew that. Logically. Intellectually. In the part of his brain that was a reasonable, well-adjusted adult.
But the other part — the stupid, lizard, possessive part of his meat head — was currently replaying the image of Changbin's mouth so close to Felix's on a loop, and it wanted to bite something.
So he didn't look over. Didn't speak. Just watched the darn water and city lights outside and pretended he was above all of this.
(He was not above any of this.)
After watching each other kiss other members during the fanmeeting pepero game, Hyunjin and Changbin spend the ride home in petty, jealous silence, until they get home and find other ways to communicate.
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15 Jun 2026