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Channie - 14:49
Come home help me get this baby out - 14:49
I'm tired and bloated and it's time for him to get out!!! - 14:50Or; pregnant Minho shenanigans, with a sprinkle of totally-utterly-hopelessly-head-over-heels Chan.
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Minho has a crush on Chan.
A very unfortunate, kept-under-lock-and-key, crush. Strictly professional, as most crushes do not pay you to have you knead their back muscles, check their posture, and have your hands bracing their bodies. Some higher being is just cruel to Minho specifically.
This cruelty comes in the form of a nasally, honey voice that listens to his instructions, plays along with the sarcastic ones, and tips him very well — even if it's against policy.
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Minho props his elbow onto the table, his face resting on his hand, the other drawing circles on the top of his jeans. He can sense the stranger now walking down the aisle, his warmth inching toward him, and then stops right beside Minho.
"Do you mind?" he says, voice deep, long finger pointing to the seat right across from Minho. It's been four days since he landed, and Minho's still not used to all of the different ways people speak English here. Thankfully he can understand this one.
Minho is frozen, his own breath caught in his throat. He blinks slowly, once, twice, and finally nods, never looking right at the stranger, just giving him a polite smile and shy nod.
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09 Sep 2025
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Two married men walk into a bar—
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Hyunjin let the bottle slip from his hand. A dull thud, a tremor perfectly placed. He crouched to pick it up, hands shaking, deliberate — a signal for the right eyes to catch.
A shadow fell over him. "Let me."
Changbin’s voice was rough, like he’d been swallowing words that finally clawed their way out. His hand reached out first, brushing Hyunjin’s — brief, electric, devastating. Hyunjin let the contact stay, let Changbin feel the shiver.
Up close, Changbin was a storm barely contained: jaw tight, pulse hammering at his temple like it was trying to break free. Hyunjin could feel the unraveling. Not caused by him, not exactly, but triggered all the same. A breach of protocol. A fracture of distance.
Hyunjin wanted to devour it, to taste the heat sweating through Changbin’s composure. To bite down just to hear what sound he'd make when he finally broke.
But he only exhaled softly. “Long day."
Changbin’s gaze darkened.
“You’re shaking.”
Hyunjin wants to make him slip. Changbin wants to keep him safe.
Somewhere in the middle, obsession takes root.Bookmarked by tegenaria
04 Aug 2025