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Jisung moves to sit back, lost and discombobulated, but the hand that unexpectedly settles on the small of his back stops him in his tracks. Fingertips slip underneath the waistband of his sweatpants as the action throws him off-kilter, trapping him against the heat of Minho’s thigh.
When Minho speaks, he doesn’t even lift his gaze from his phone to look back at him. “Go on.”
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or, three times Minho meticulously, lovingly pushes Jisung’s buttons, and one time Jisung gets him back threefold.
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15 Jan 2025
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Pressure at the foot of the bed makes the mattress dip, and Jisung experiences what can only be described as waking up into a dream. His brain, foggy with short-lived and restless sleep, registers a number of things that might not make total sense but are received as facts, regardless: there’s a hand tugging at the waistband of his underwear, a pair of knees bracketing his own, and the distinct smell of fire in the air.
In the darkness of his room, ruby red eyes trail up Jisung’s body before locking on his own.
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or, Jisung’s late-night visitor turns out to not be quite as imaginary as he originally thought.
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15 Jan 2025
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He’s getting brazen, Minho privately admits as he once again finds himself right by the foot of Jisung’s bed, staring down at the well-worn sweater that’s draped over its corner. This time around, he barely gives it ten seconds of consideration before plucking it right off the mattress, turning it right side out and pulling it on over his t-shirt.
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or, Minho has no shortage of schemes in his desperate campaign to claim little bits of Jisung’s affection all for himself. Inadvertently triggering Jisung’s rut, however, is not one of them.
Bookmarked by deluluhours
14 Jan 2025
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Even in omegaverse they're absolutely stupid about each other.
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Minho tracks every aspect of his life. His classes, his dance practices, his shifts at the cafe, when he’ll eat and when he’ll feed Dori. He marks down when he’ll study and for exactly how long he will study for. He tries to plan how many episodes of any given anime he and Jisung will watch, but gives in pretty easily to Jisung’s pouty face and a plea for “Just one more?”
He never had to plan Jisung. He just seemed to fit right in.
(OR: Minho unexpectedly goes into heat and calls an alpha for help. Jisung was not the alpha he intended to call. He didn't intend for a lot of things.)
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Bookmarked by deluluhours
08 Jan 2025
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I'll never think about cinnamon and honey without remembering this fic.
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“You don’t want your birthday kisses?” Minho teases.
Jisung keeps his eyes closed but he sleepily puckers up his lips, making Minho laugh with noise this time.
“If you can keep your eyes open,” Minho dips his voice low, traces the tip of his finger over Jisung’s bottom lip, “I’ll give you more than just kisses.”
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it's hannie's special day, but every day is special when he has minho by his side.
Bookmarked by deluluhours
03 Jan 2025
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THEY'RE SO IN LOVE EVERYONE ELSE JUST GO HOME