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  1. Rec 25

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    a thudding sound and then Jisung moaning loudly. Lewdly. 

    Minho's dick twitches in his sweats. He clenches his fists, digging his nails deep in the meaty flesh of his palms. Then, he releases them and through that, he settles once again in the role of the perfect-best-friend-slash-platonic-soulmate. He wears that mask so often that sometimes when he looks in a mirror, he barely recognizes himself. His feelings. Lust, mainly. But love, also. Always

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    09 Oct 2026

  2. Rec *

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    Ever since he was little, Jeongin has wanted a puppy to call his own.

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    09 Oct 2026

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    “Minho, listen to me. Whatever you do, don’t bite him, okay?”

    “Bite,” Minho repeats foggily, liking the way the word feels in his mouth, between his teeth.

    “I wouldn’t usually be concerned about your control, but with you two…”

    “Us two.” He thinks about it. He’s never let himself think of them as an us before. Jisung continues to linger by the door, so close, painfully close. Within claiming distance. Just a scant inch or two of door between them.

    “He’s your blind spot,” Chan says matter-of-factly.

    “Blind spot?”

    There’s a short sigh. “This conversation is going nowhere. I’m coming over, okay? Minho? I’m coming.”

    “Minho?” Jisung asks again, and he can feel himself smiling, sunning in the sound of his voice.

    “Sung-ah,” Minho says warmly, phone slipping from his hand and thunking softly against the carpeted floor. “Omega.”

     

    Jisung presents late, panics, and hides it from his friends. As the weeks pass, Minho is haunted by a mystery scent that calls to him like nothing ever has before.

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    04 Oct 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    For now, I have no words. Just that I love this so much

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    They met when they were kids. He was so exhilarated to be understood, to have connected some loose circuitry and finally feel his energy flowing like it was supposed to. He never thought about that feeling, bright and alive with electricity, safe and complete, as something that could be romantic.

    He truly never thought about it. Jisung was one thing, so he probably wasn’t another.

    But he was wrong. Jisung has always been everything he could be, everything at once. A chameleon, a many-limbed cephalopod, a jack of all trades, a genius. Minho’s best friend, his longest companion, his greatest source of annoyance, of anxiety. His family, his dongsaeng. And now, the focal point of his desire.

    Of course. Of course if anyone could push and pull at Minho’s emotions, his subconscious, his sex drive, it would be clever, oblivious, determined Jisung.

    When Jisung announces that his male TA wants to date him, Minho nosedives into an obsessive spiral. He can't fight his own jealousy, the dense tangle of his repressed desire, or the increasing awareness that maybe they've been more than friends all along.

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    02 Oct 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Bitch I fucking love it

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    Minho was so damn observant. That was something Jisung loved about him— usually. Right now, he wished Minho would be at least a little more clueless to his nervous mannerisms. Maybe Minho wouldn’t pry if Jisung looked away, pretending he spotted something interesting on the empty kitchen counter. If Jisung didn’t breathe too loud, the topic would change and they could simply move on. That sometimes worked when people tried to ask him about stuff he couldn’t answer. 

    But really, Jisung’s luck had never been great, and Minho was amazing at noticing all the wrong things.

    “Han-ah, are you really that prudish?” Minho asked.

    Shit.

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    In many ways, Jisung isn't the alpha he wants to be. Minho decides to help. That's what best friends do!

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    01 Oct 2026