StillDollDemon
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“You should hit me,” Vegas says.
Even blind he knows he’s struck something, because the words hang like blood in the air. They snake back down his throat and settle in his lungs with a wet, heavy rightness that Vegas hasn’t felt all night. It would all be okay, he thinks, if Pete hit him. It wouldn’t remove him from his body; it would center him. And Pete’s fists can remold him better, punish him, free him from the filthy guilt-ridden jumble of what he is. They have before.
Vegas lifts his cheek and braces his jaw to take the blow.
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In which Vegas comes home drunk and speedruns setting off emotional landmines.Bookmarked by StillDollDemon
12 May 2026
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Tick, tick, tick , here it comes. Blood, yes, the tiles will forever be stained, their insides will mix, they’re going to hack away at the floor and the walls and the ceiling, the museum, the bomb, the blood, the plaque. Minho’s name, next to Jisung’s. They’re terrible people, Jisung is the worst, Minho very much so too. The plaque will say it, most definitely: Maybe they’re so good for each other, because they’re both such terrible, horrible, people.
Jisung is lonely and Minho is there. They can’t, they shouldn’t, but they do.
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04 Apr 2026
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Jisung's choreography teacher is Lee Minho.
Drenched in rainwater from head to toe, wet bangs stamped to his forehead, dripping. His clothes clinging to his body, sweatpants soaked, shoes squelching against the polished hardwood flooring. Grimaces at the sound echoing through the room. A bag over one of his shoulders that Jisung hopes has an extra pair of clothes inside somewhere, stowed away at the bottom. Minho’s beady eyes are shining, drops of water running down his face, wet lashes clumped together, skin damp and glowing under the fluorescents. He tugs the front of his shirt, pulling it away from his skin as his face twists into a horrid scowl.
Big arms, wide chest, taut muscles. Jisung wonders if Minho’s shirt is supposed to be that tight around him, clinging to all of his muscles, or if perhaps it’s the rain.
(OR where jisung is bad at dancing, minho helps in his own way, and jisung pretends he's not falling.)
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21 Feb 2026
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Jisung is technologically illiterate. Clicking on pop-ups, answering scam callers, downloading files from sketchy-looking websites, the whole nine yards. When he gets a virus that bricks his laptop—the one all his music files are on—he takes it to a repair shop, where he meets the hottest man alive.
If only Jisung could think up an excuse to see him again.
or; Han Jisung keeps downloading malware because approaching Lee Minho like a normal person is much too daunting.
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16 Feb 2026
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He has it all figured out. He’s going to approach Lee Minho, explain the situation, offer him the once in a lifetime opportunity to be treated to a free vacation and get back at his mortal enemy, Kim Seungmin.
If worst comes to worst and the guy spits in his face or something, he’ll simply tell his friends his dear boyfriend caught the flu right before the lake trip.
(OR: When Jisung's ex (Seungmin) says he's bringing his new boyfriend on their friend group summer vacation, Jisung decides to enlist the help of Seungmin's worst enemy (Minho) to play the part of his boyfriend in retaliation)
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29 Jan 2026