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Wherein Sunoo sent a photo to his boyfriend.
His dad receives it.
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the four times sunghoon tried to show off his biceps to sunoo, and the one time he did it without meaning to.
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Sunghoon knows there’s a deeper meaning to his actions.
It’s in the way he seeks Sunoo’s attention, how he feels joy overflowing, running through his veins, whenever Sunoo’s expression darkens and he glares at him, fuming. Inside, Sunghoon senses satisfaction, a switch in his brain getting turned on.
So, really, avoiding the implications becomes impossible.
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Jisung felt a weird shift the moment he heard those low groans coming from his roommate's bedroom. But things took a truly dizzying turn when he caught a glimpse of Minho's veiny hands through the tiny crack in the door and heard his own name slip from Minho's lips.
“How much longer are you going to stand there?” Minho’s voice cut through the silence like a lightning bolt.
And Jisung knew right then that he was utterly fucked.
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He’s standing at the top of a hill. Minho is sitting under a tree nearby, a book in his lap. He looks peaceful, enjoying the fresh air and breeze. He doesn’t want to bother him. Just as he’s about to hide, Minho looks up and locks eyes with Jisung. He doesn’t look surprised to see him, he just smiles and pats the grass next to him.
Jisung slowly approaches and sits down. Minho’s head falls onto his shoulder. He stiffens in response, surprised. “Sungie, I’ve missed you, where have you been?” Minho asks softly.
Jisung doesn't reply. He never speaks. The people in his dreams rarely interact with him, he's always a spectator.
“Hmm,” he hums at his silence, then nuzzles into him. Jisung’s breath falters. He hesitantly wraps an arm around Minho’s waist, pulling him closer and molding him into his body. He rests his head on his, relaxing himself. He swears he hears a soft “I’m sorry”, but it’s quiet and gets carried away by the wind. They stay there for a while, just the noise of the wind blowing around them to keep them company. Then, all too soon, Minho sighs. “It’s time to go.”
Jisung's dreams have never been his own, until they're his enemy's, and everything changes.