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FELIX
WHO’S YOUR HUSBAND???
It's just a sign in the crowd. It doesn't mean anything. Not unless they want it to. And maybe, maybe they do.
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- Part 6 of Anon Hyunlix
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Bookmarked by FireGirl99
13 Jun 2026
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He assessed his path out of his seat through wobbly vision. Two people’s legs to climb over. Jisung was of average height, but his legs were long-ish while his torso was slightly short. He could do this. He rubbed his clammy hands on his sweats and took a deep breath.
He stretched his left leg over the man’s lap. It would be so embarrassing if he fell down on a stranger’s lap. Regaining his balance, straddled over a random dude, Jisung became acutely aware of a gush of warmth in the crotch of his panties.
Oh.
Oh no.
That’s not a good sign. That’s actually one of the worst signs.
Or: Jisung goes into heat mid-flight. Luckily, the pilot is more than able to take care of his needs.
Bookmarked by FireGirl99
12 Jun 2026
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”Come. Lie down with me.”
They crawled onto the bed and laid down together. Minho wrapped his arms tightly around Jisung’s slim body, gently pressing his head against his shoulder. The tears had already subsided.Jisung wriggled free and found Minho’s lips. The kiss started out soft but soon became eager. Lips slid wet against each other, tongues flicking out to meet. Jisung let go and caught Minho’s gaze, his eyes dark and watery, his look almost desperate.
”I need you,” he breathed.Jisung approaches Minho on his break from working outside, proposing that they drink cider on a regular afternoon. Minho declines a little too harshly and Jisung tears up - having Minho immediately make amends, taking Jisung upstairs to comfort him.
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- Part 5 of Country boys
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12 Jun 2026
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The guy looked like he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him whole. “I am… I can’t even begin to say how sorry I am. Fuck. I’m so – this is the worst day of my fucking life, I’m so sorry.”
“The worst day of your life?” Minho asked icily. “My grandmother’s funeral was just disrupted by a man wielding a party popper like a weapon.”
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12 Jun 2026
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Imagine talking to someone for eight whole years. NO photos, video, or even phone calls. Just words and deep pen pal connection. Now, imagine if your first time meeting them was halfway across the world at a concert of a group you just heard of. You've practically grown up with this person, shared deep secrets, dreams, and goals. But how much can you really know a person after eight years?
Bookmarked by FireGirl99
12 Jun 2026