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“I think you’re lying, all the time. I think you think about me too.”
Jisung is close again, in a place he should never have entered. A place Minho had willingly opened to him, luring him into his den. A wolf trapping an unsuspecting lamb; pretty, blinking up at him with trembling eyes. Trembling eyes, but a steady, manly voice. Half a man; apparently more of one than Minho himself.
“Because I do think about you, professor Lee.”
For the sake of his less-than-likely redemption, Minho wants to think he’s not the one who bridges the distance. For the sake of his poor, rotten soul, he decides to think it’s Jisung who leans in further. And if his own back is no longer touching the wood of his chair, and he’s leaning over the desk just barely, then it’s a secret between him and hell.
Or Professor Minho shouldn’t fall for his new research assistant and his sweet, sad, angry eyes. He still does.
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11 Jul 2026
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The fact that sexting was this hot with Jisung was odd, it was – something of a miracle, to find a partner where sexting wasn’t a tedious chore while they were apart. Sexting was for horny teenagers, first loves, and – Minho and Jisung, apparently, who were old enough to think of more exciting ways to get off in each other’s absence, but didn’t need to, because this was still good.
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04 Jul 2026
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To Jisung, these are his final days of freedom. His final days of being just his own, days with a looming expiration date. Before he’s bonded, claimed. Nothing more than a follower to his alpha’s whims.
Of course, it’s marketed as something far different. “True companionship,” his mother had said. “You won’t believe you lived so long without your alpha,” his tutor had simpered.
But Jisung has seen the before and after. He can’t kid himself about what this is.
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03 Jul 2026
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“Kitty?” Jisung repeats. “Hyung?"
“Mmph?” Minho’s voice is sleepy, muffled, and when he pops up from the bundle of blankets on the bed, his blond hair is standing on end and his cheeks are sleep-pink and puffy.
He blinks at Jisung in the doorway, bleary, and Jisung repeats himself. “Kitty? Can Jisungie, um, come… play?”
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03 Jul 2026
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As if he knew they were talking about him, Hyunjin chooses that exact moment to grind against the person behind him, his lips parting and eyes fluttering shut. With each sensual movement of his hips, Seungmin feels arousal, hot and bright, spark in his stomach, but he pushes it very, very far away.
“Hypocrite,” Jisung murmurs, right next to his ear.
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03 Jul 2026