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“My name is Jisung.” He groans as he stands up, the fairy flies up along with him to stay eye level. “What’s yours?”
“Haechan!” Haechan twirls and then does a pose where he shoots hearts with his fingers and kicks one of his legs up behind him. Like a magical anime girl. Sparkles shoot from his wings like fireworks.
Jisung stares in shock again. Oh no, this fairy is really, really cute.
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“What are you wearing right now?” Donghyeok asks, and there’s a brief rustle from his end.
Jisung glances down at his clothes, at the worn-out shirt and the sweatpants he threw on the second they got back to the hotel. He opens his mouth to respond, then realizes how ridiculous it sounds, even to him.
“Why?” he says, frowning at his phone like Donghyeok can see the expression through the line. “You know what I look like—I’m in pajamas. Same as I am every night.”
There's a soft chuckle from Donghyeok’s end, then the faintest rustle, like he’s shifting around on his bed. “I dunno,” Donghyeok replies, his voice low, almost thoughtful. “Just go with it, come on. I just wanted to picture you right now, lying there… comfortable.” The last word lingers and Jisung can’t ignore the way it makes his skin prickle.
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“Don’t you have a toy or something?” Donghyuck asks critically.
“I have one.” Jaehyun scratches his neck, ears red. “I do. I just, it’s not as good.”
“Just fuck me, then.”
“I’m…” Jaehyun swallows and his throat is thick. “I’m not gay?”
Donghyuck just shrugs in his chair, like he hadn’t just offered something completely ridiculous. “It’s whatever. I don’t mind a good fuck and you need one. Baby, you need one bad.”
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“If you were really sorry, you’d let me out,” Haechan gripes. His voice is a little pitchy and he’s really, honest to God, pouting, and Jaehyun needs to get the fuck out of this cell before he does something stupid, like let Haechan grab onto his belt loops and stare up at him through his dark, batting lashes. Fuck, when did he even do that?
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Haechan wants to go home, and Jaehyun's a weak-willed Sheriff.
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- Part 4 of wild west nct
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"You know," Haechan drawls, words blurring together as they drip off his wine-wet tongue, "Mark used to say that about me, too. He said I looked like a girl. So sometimes, when we fucked," Haechan pauses again, catching Jaehyun’s fidgety gaze, "I'd wear girl clothes. Like a skirt, or a crop top, stuff like that, whatever Mark wanted. He always came too fast when we did it though. I kinda wish I found someone that could last a little longer, ‘cause it was pretty hot."

