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  1. Public Bookmark 13

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    “Maybe you need a personal destress toy.”

    A startled laugh comes out of Chan’s mouth before he can stop it. “What do you even mean?” he asks, ears heating up at the mortifying prospect that Hyunjin is going to say something about a fleshlight. Or worse. Chan’s mind runs rampant in an instant, wondering if it’ll be more embarrassing to lie and have Hyunjin see right through him immediately.

    But Hyunjin just shrugs. “What? I have one.” Chan’s brow furrows, and he sips at the bottom of his drink — tries not to make a sucked-lemon face — just to have an excuse not to respond. Is Hyunjin really going to talk about his sex toys right now?

    He doesn’t. Instead, he leans into Chan’s space. One elbow on the table and the other hand in his own lap, somehow dangerously close to Chan’s spread thighs. Hyunjin absently plucks the little umbrella out of an empty glass on the table and twirls it between his pretty fingers. “I suppose I could just share mine, right?” he says, somehow hushed in the loud club, like he’s sharing a secret.

    “Jisung, I mean.”

    Hyunjin offers to help Chan destress.

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    24 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 38

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    “What do you mean Jisung woke up early and did cardio? You mean Jisung Jisung, right? As in, Han Jisung? My Jisung?” he asks.

    Hyunjin shakes his head as he laughs and joins Minho on the floor. “Yes, hyung, that Jisung. I don’t know another Jisung,” he says, sticking his legs out to touch his feet to Minho’s and make grabby hands at him. Hyunjin leans back, tugging his hyung forward gently until he groans. “We go like twice a week,” Hyunjin adds.

    Minho doesn’t speak until he’s the one leaning back, pulling Hyunjin into a deep stretch. “But Jisung hates running, and he hates getting up early.”

    Hyunjin scoffs, the sound strained as he leans forward. “Yeah, who doesn’t?” he says.

    When he straightens up, Minho just blinks at him in that way of his once more, with his top lip pouted out. He stands up suddenly, and says, “No more Han Jisung talk, or Bang Chan will kill me.”

    “What?” Hyunjin says, pushing himself to his feet. “What are you talking about?”

    Hyunjin is oblivious, and their friends are all (politely) fed up with him. Jisung’s patience finally pays off.

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    22 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 39

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    The acute clicking sound of stilettos on wood seems to triggers an almost pavlovian response. Jeongin immediately whips his head around and his jaw drops so far down at the sight of Hyunjin that it’s almost satisfying enough to stop there.

    But Hyunjin won’t stop there. He’s too petty for that.

    He walks to the bed under Jeongin’s gaze. Sits close to the desk. Smiles.

    “Keep playing your game, babe.”

     

    OR: Hyunjin gets petty about Jeongin's obsession with a game. So he finds a way to get his undivided attention.

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    22 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 75

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    “Seungmin-ah…” Chan’s voice sounded like gravel, like an avalanche before it started sliding, just before the first crack in the side of a mountain. He cocked his head to the side as he licked the saliva dripping from his teeth. “Run.”

    OR: Seungmin's never been caught. Chan's never run.

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    22 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 46

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    "So you enjoyed yourself tonight?" Minho's voice is almost casual, but the edge beneath it is unmistakable.

    Minho is pissed.

    He leans in, letting his breath ghost over Jisung's ear. "Flirting with everyone in the room, like you weren't already spoken for, huh?"

    Or: Jisung was a brat on a night out, and Minho punishes him for it.

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    22 Mar 2026