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Dip your hands inside my soul, Don't you see that I'm yours? by sunwisher
Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band)
18 Apr 2020
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Wooyoung catches on to what’s happening way too late. San plops down on the seat next to his and tugs on his hand, placing it on top of his head.
“Please,” he says, eyes already half-lidded and going slightly cross-eyed with how his cheek is squished against the table.
“I could have had class,” Wooyoung says, not giving in yet.
“You have afternoons off on Fridays,” San says and it’s endearing, how he still possesses control of his cognitive skills and remembers Wooyoung’s schedule even if he’s toeing the edge of oblivion.
Wooyoung decides to indulge San and closes his books, moving them away so that he can lie down on the table facing San. He scratches San’s scalp, alternating between gentle and slightly harsher movements in a way he knows will turn his best friend to putty.
Or, Wooyoung has been in love with his best friend, San, for a long time, completely oblivious to the possibility that San feels the same too. Mutual pining and endless cuddling ensue with a generous serving of idiots being in love.
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“I already told you,” Jisung can still feel Minho’s presence under his skin, hear the roar of his motorcycle engine deep in his core. There’s a certain fear when he thinks of him, like he’ll fall prey to an endless yearning. “That’s my best friend. We met at summer camp.”
“Sure,” Felix’s knowing smirk comes easy, bending a corner of his mouth. “And does Minho know that? That you’re just friends? He wants you.”
It feels like Jisung’s world freezes.
There’s no way.
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Some loves don’t heal, they haunt. They burn.
In the chaos of their youth, Jisung and Minho meant everything to each other. Years later, they reunite — one searching for redemption, the other carrying a lit match. -
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"I should make him jealous," Wooyoung announces. "That always works, right?"
Felix can't help but huff a laugh. “You know that might just hurt his feelings, right? You don’t think he’ll sulk if he suspects you’d rather do something with someone else?”
“Honey, he’s a fucking alpha,” Wooyoung emphasizes, waving his emptied shot glass around like he was giving a free-of-charge Alpha Behavior 101 lecture. “They’re territorial as fuck. What do you think he’s gonna wanna do if our bond gets threatened? Establish it harder! All he’s gotta do is claim me at that point, then he’ll know it can never happen again!”
Felix fights the urge to scoff. This party, in his humble opinion, could not get any wilder.. right?
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Felix's best friend, a fellow omega, hatches a plan to seduce his alpha into claiming him via jealousy, because.. pissing off an alpha is a totally sensible idea. It gets worse when Felix realizes he has to be complicit.
Worse yet, the plan actually works.
On the wrong alpha. -
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"I bet he cries when he comes," Minho can't help but murmur, scowling across the room at the smiling boy everyone just seemed to be in love with.
"No way," Hyunjin immediately protests with a scoff. "Where did you even get that idea?"
"Minho's just moody 'cause he knows Chan wouldn't wanna fuck him," Seungmin states with way too much assuredness.
"Oh great." Jisung has finally torn his reverent stare away from Chan to cast Minho some wary side-eye, watching how his best friend has gone dangerously quiet, eyes thinned into a suddenly competitive glare. "Now Minho is gonna have to get Chan to fuck him just to prove a point."
"And I will make him cry," Minho promises.
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Minho and Chan were total opposites in every way: sharp frowns versus wide smiles, chocolate hair versus beach blonde waves, unforgiving cold against total sunshine. Chan was popular and loved by all, and Minho really couldn't give a fuck.
So why, why, why were they perfect for each other? -
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This was a joke. It was a joke, and Jisung was gonna wait out whatever clever punchline Minho had packed up his sleeve.
Minho remains, cocking his head to the side in challenge. He murmurs around the piece of candied popcorn held between his teeth, leaning closer, inviting.
“C’mon, Jisung,” Minho teases. “I thought you said you were hungry.”
Jisung realizes too late that the punchline doesn’t exist.
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It’s Jisung’s first time off schedule in months, and he’s naturally anticipating the most boring day ever.
When Minho gets back to the dorms early, it turns into anything but.