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Jisung squeezes Chenle’s waist to try and soothe him. “Hey, it’s okay,” he says. Though it brings heat to his cheeks, he adds, “If you need a fake date for whatever party your family was talking about, I’ll go. I really don’t mind.”
It’s silly, the thought of parading around with Chenle pretending to be a couple. They’re friends, and they fuck. There's nothing romantic about them.
But Jisung can’t stand to see Chenle in distress like this.
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or: Jisung accidentally meets Chenle’s family after a hook-up, and they think he’s Chenle’s boyfriend.
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31 May 2026
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Renjun gives him a skeptical once-over. “So you wouldn’t do it again?”
Chenle tenses. “Do what? Kiss Jisung?” He rubs his now sweaty palms against his pants, nervous. He didn’t expect a tipsy kiss with his best friend to lead to such intense interrogation. “I—I mean, I don't know.”
“Right,” Renjun says.
in which: Everyone knows about Chenle's crush on Jisung except for Chenle and Jisung themselves.
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27 May 2026
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Sex used to leave Yangyang bored, just fast, empty, forgettable. Then a cat-eyed tease with a wicked grin dragged him into a club bathroom and rewired his expectations entirely.
One reckless night spirals into two men:
Ten’s playful fire and Kun’s steady, grounding warmth.
Now Yangyang’s right in the middle - wanted, adored, undone.
Too bad love like this doesn’t come with instructions.
And the only question left is whether three hearts can keep beating as one?Bookmarked by funkybuddha
24 May 2026
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Ten shakes his head and waves his hand in a dismissive motion that has the boy’s mouth dropping open. “No, honey. I don’t swing that way.” The look of pure confusion on his face forces a laugh out of Ten. “I don’t bottom, sweetheart.”
And instead of insulting him and stalking off like young jocks usually do, his face flushes so dark it’s obvious even in the dim, sporadic neons of the club. Oh. Warmth suffuses through Ten, settling hot in his belly as the boy keeps staring. Ten has to tamp down hard on a smirk as the boy leans in. His teeth score his bottom lip, his eyes dart over Ten’s shoulder, before they settle back on his face and he says, “I—well, that’s, yeah that’s fine, because—you know.” He trips over his words so thoroughly Ten is surprised he stays standing.
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Or, Ten meets a pretty jock at a club, takes him home, and blows his mind.
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18 May 2026
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“Normally there’s a no-touch rule,” Ten smirked as Kun gazed at his own hands on the dancer’s slim waist, confused. His stare was pushed upwards as Ten used one of his fingers to angle his chin up, their eyes meeting. “But I want to break all the rules for you - What was it that Johnny called you again? - Baby boy.”
The strip club isn't exactly to Kun's taste but the bartender and the dancer certainly are.
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24 Apr 2026