Gifts for leebitcore
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Minho doesn't allow himself hope.
It would hurt too much. For nine years, Minho has yearned for a sign from the moon, and he has taken on so much pain, so much sorrow that he knows hoping would only bury him six feet under.
Taking a deep breath, Minho unfolds the letter with trembling hands.
Dear soulmate,
It's been a while, right?
or; Minho has only ever wanted Jisung, his best friend, to become his mate. The yearly mating run approaches, and Minho can't help but wonder—does Jisung want him too?
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Minho's eyes dipped. He caught the pink garter around Jisung’s waist first; he lingered on the intricate lace, the flowered pattern dancing along Jisung's honey skin. It took him a beat to regard the white stockings the garter belt was attached to, then another for the matching pink panties.
At least, Minho assumed the pink panties matched the garter belt. They were rolled up against Jisung's slick cock, stopped just at the base of his shaft. He wondered if it hurt. If Jisung liked the chafing from the fabric.
Jisung's hips shifted again, and Minho watched as Jisung's cock glided against a pillow. And then, he caught it. A flash of silver in a sea of white.
Jisung whimpered. “Hyung.”
or minho walks in on jisung humping a pillow, and it leads to more than he ever expected
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- Part 4 of the chronicles of jisung's piercings
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“This might sound deranged, but,” the guy runs a hand through his hair. “You’re literally the perfect bottom for me. I mean, if you’re a bottom, that is.”
“Um,” Jisung says. He gives the man a once over. He’s really… pretty. Feline eyes, pouty lips and smooth skin. He’s exactly Jisung’s type, which he didn’t even think he had before. And, for the first time in his life, Jisung considers. “I’m straight, but…”
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Jisung has never really had a reason to question his sexuality. Enters Minho and his quest for the perfect bottom.Series
- Part 1 of marea
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Minho finds Jisung and his belly button ring irresitible
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- Part 8 of my twitter drabbles
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He almost startles from how intense the look is. His eyes are slim and narrowed, dark in nature, keeping still on Jisung’s figure. The only thing comparable would be the way in which a wild animal would mark its prey, watching, waiting. Tracking movement and planning the attack. It is what humans came from and maybe to what they may return tonight— nothing more than a pack of wolves, bounding forward towards their prey, teeth bared and dripping with desire.
After being sheltered by the throne his entire young life, Prince Han Jisung sneaks away one night to attend the town's annual Chase— where omegas are run down in the woods and claimed. He goes looking for answers to his own sexuality and finds much more than he could have asked for, in the form of one royal-hating, alpha commoner; Lee Minho.
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He activates the teleport.
Jisung’s voice cuts through, “Oh, a catgirl?”
Minho misses his flick. Fuck.
“You want me to be your catgirl?”
Minho shoots again.
“What am I? Your discord kitten?”
Shots go wide. Yoru falls.
“Lino?” Changbin calls but he can hear evident laughter in his voice.
Minho clears his throat, “Lag.”
or. Minho doesn’t know how to act normal when Jisung shows up in a catgirl cosplay for his 500k sub special Valorant stream.
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Jisung loops his arms around Minho's neck. “Talk to me?”
“I fucking hate that other people can look at you,” Minho bursts. He puts his hands on Jisung’s ass to press their bodies together. “I hate the way they look at you, I hate that they can approach you, I hate that they think they’re, like.” He shudders a little. “Picking you up, or something. I hate that they think they can have you, I hate that they can think about you at all, I hate that they want you, I hate that they can even try to have you, I hate it all."
Jisung pets his hair. “They can’t have me, though.”
“I know that,” Minho retorts, snippy and short. “But I hate that they can think about you at all."
Jisung is constantly being flirted with. Minho hates it.
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Pretty, gorgeous Han Jisung.
Minho wants to settle a part of himself in each and every one of Jisung’s cells, stitch their hands together in hopes of never having to be apart from the man he loves so deeply.
They couldn’t be closer than they are now, connected in a way Minho fantasizes over when he has to spend hours locked in the walls of his office, head banging on the wood of his desk.
Length pulsing inside his boyfriend, Minho lets go of Jisung’s cheeks and admires the print his fingers left deep in his skin. “Say it, Jisungie.”
(Or; Jisung says something once during sex, Minho desperately needs him to say it again)
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“You don’t want me to look at your pink little hole, but you want me to fuck it with my tongue? Silly thing. Make up your mind, princess.”
Jisung whimpered and shook his head, petulant. Minho had flown to New York to see him this time. He’d been desperate to fuck him, desperate to make content with him. Their viewers were obsessed with them and their chemistry — so it just made sense
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- Part 2 of Thanks For Watching
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Minho’s tie is slightly undone. It makes Jisung wonder if it’s been a long day, if he’s just gotten back from work and stumbled into this conference. If he has someone at home. If Jisung flirted—flirted back, because no doubt Minho’s flirting with him—and it would lead to anything. Would it be serious or would Jisung be a quiet affair, tucked into a night in a too-fancy hotel? Jisung doesn’t see a ring on Minho’s finger, and he’d much rather prefer feasting on a meal that is his all alone.
And—Minho is hot. Jisung might as well turn it all the way up to a 100. He really does have everything to gain from it, and he’s happy to take advantage of a situation when it presents itself to him.
OR: Han Jisung hates his job. Enter Lee Minho. In a curious case of the stars aligning, Jisung finds himself a sugar daddy and the ideal man in the same breath. There's no other explanation for someone as perfect as Minho (...right?).
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Mystery Work
Part of sorry
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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“Do you know what the ‘omega verse’ is?” Minho asks.
Jisung is pretty sure he visibly chokes. Of the entire world of conversations that Minho could have started, this wouldn’t have been in his top fifty possibilities. How the fuck does he even know about that? Minho’s most visited social media site is LinkedIn. He uses Pinterest to make mood boards for his cats. Who told him about this?
Or: Jisung and Minho go viral on TikTok while they learn about the omegaverse, and maybe learn a few things about themselves along the way.
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Mystery Work
Part of privated fics
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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This only makes Jisung more outraged.
He says, “You’re so full of shit, you don’t even—”
Minho’s arm shifts again.
Only a little. Only enough that his hand moves from where it had rested easily over Jisung’s chest, up, to his neck. His palm settles there easy, thumb and fingers splaying out effortlessly on either side of his jugular. He doesn’t do anything, doesn’t press. He doesn’t do anything more than simply rest his hand there.
It steals Jisung’s words away anyway.
“I told you already, jagi,” Minho says quietly. He taps the side of Jisung’s neck, soft. Nice and light. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Confidently, Jisung claims no one can fuck him as well as his ex. Minho disagrees.
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operant conditioning:
a learning process where voluntary behaviors are modified by association with the addition (or removal) of reward or aversive stimuli.
or; Han Jisung is a know-it-all, mouthy, annoying little brat, but Minho is a psychology major. He knows how to correct unwanted behavior.