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“Noona, does he take good care of you?” Jisung asks, fingers fluttering right on the edge of reckless, slipping under her skirt and reaching just shy of the lacy garter on her thigh.
“What… what do you mean?” she whispers, looking straight ahead, willing her face to stay composed.
“I think you know what I mean.”
Her ears would normally be covered in piercings, but tonight, aside from her innocent pearl earrings, they are perfectly bare. Perhaps that’s why it feels way more sensitive than usual when Jisung kisses her there. The touch of his lips is featherlight, but it almost sends Lina into cardiac arrest.
She swallows hard around nothing.
“M-Maybe I want you to tell me anyway,” Lina whispers, her voice coming out far higher and breathier than she intended. “Could you? Please?”
or: Lina lets a stranger pick her up at the bar and fuck her in her husband's bed (except not really).
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28 Sep 2026
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“So this is the thirty-four-year-old guy you found again?” Minho asked, his dark eyes flashing with an indecipherable expression, somewhere between amused and utterly stunned. “An old man, as my little brother keeps calling me?”
or: In which Jisung loses the phone number of his dream guy, accidentally bumps into him months later as his new dance teacher, and runs into one major problem—he's Felix's thirty-four-year-old older brother.
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28 Sep 2026
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4 times Jisung suffers in silence (plus 1 time Minho finally stops waiting for him to figure it out).
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Written for Bottom Lee Know Fest - Prompt: B079
"Minho has gotten into the habit of wearing skimpy clothes around the house, and especially around his "straight" best friend and roommate, Jisung. He wears tiny shorts, maybe even just his boxers, or a pair of panties hidden underneath a long T-shirt that he stole from Jisung's closet. And of course, Jisung can't take it anymore and fucks him for it."
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21 Sep 2026
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The door is cracked open, so Jisung slips in without a sound, and as he does, he can't help but wonder if Minho has been feeling miserable too. If he’s been shoving his own face in Jisung’s pillowcase and chasing his smell all these nights.
Has Minho touched himself there, missing him, while Jisung slept his fever away next door? Has he gotten Jisung’s sheets dirty with thoughts of him?
He probably has.
Jisung hopes he has.
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20 Sep 2026
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“Daddy’s Little Monster, huh?” A low voice hums down his neck. He startles before he can help himself, spinning around, and oh.
The Joker.
Holy fuck.
The man standing before him is perhaps the most gorgeous specimen he’s ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on, even with the rough green hairspray job.
Unfair, he thinks. And exactly his type – Changbin was right.
He cocks his head to the side as his eyes sweep downwards, going for coy, but with the alcohol in his system he wouldn’t be surprised if it comes off as downright slutty.
“Minho, isn’t it?” He asks after he’s finished staring. He wishes he could stare longer, hopes that maybe Minho will give him the chance.
“You’ve heard?” He smirks, looking extremely pleased with himself. It’s a pain that the cocky attitude works for him, even more of a pain that Jisung likes it so much.
OR: Jisung decides to dress as Harley Quinn for Halloween and Minho has coincidentally dressed up as the Joker.
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15 Sep 2026